Chapter 857

Chapter 857:

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Davey continued with a nonchalant air. He lowered his legs crossed, stared at Jimena and asked, "What do you feel?"

"I... I..." Jimena hesitated for a moment. Then, finally, he confessed: "I shouldn't have agreed to buy medicine for the lady."

"Medicine? What medicine?

Jimena handed Davey a piece of paper. Davey recognized Casey's handwriting.

Jimena hit her head hard on the ground. "I'm sorry, Mr. Glyn. I shouldn't have accepted his money. "He promised me fifty thousand dollars, so I agreed to buy him medicine."

After reading the paper, Davey deadpanned, “Fifty thousand? "She is generous."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Glyn. It's all my fault. I promise I won't do it again. Please give me one more chance…”

“Buy it for her,” Davey interrupted impatiently, his voice cold.

"Mr. Glyn?"

The corners of Davey's lips twitched into a smile. He returned the paper to Jimena. "I said buy it from him."

Jimena stared at Davey in a daze, wondering if she had heard him wrong. After confirming that Davey really meant what he said, he still didn't dare pick up the paper from the floor.

Davey was somewhat pleased with Jimena's shy look. It's okay, Jimena. But from now on, anything I say to you, you must let me know.

«Okay, Mr. Glyn. I will do that". Jimena was sure that Davey wasn't kidding, so she agreed immediately.

“By the way…” Davey paused, holding back his emotions. Then he continued in a low voice, “How long will it take to recover?”

Jimena was speechless for a moment.

Thinking about Casey's bruised body, Jimena couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He thought for a while and said, “Normally, it will take a month. "He needs to rest well."

“That's too long,” Davey said nonchalantly. "It should heal in five days."

Jimena was silent again. Judging by Davey's cold and indifferent face, Jimena knew he wasn't joking. She didn't know if it was a blessing or a misfortune to be loved by a man like him.

Jimena lowered her head and said quietly, "I'll do what I can, Mr. Glyn."

Davey seemed to smile. But the corners of his lips drooped, making it difficult to distinguish his emotions. «Jimena, I believe in your ability. I know you won't let me down."

His voice sounded soft, but it made Jimena feel an invisible pressure.

She knew that if she couldn't do it, the consequences would be serious.

Davey leaned back on the couch and said quietly, “Jimena, since you're so easily tempted by fifty thousand dollars, it means you're not satisfied with your current salary. If so, I will give you fifty thousand more every month. Take good care of her."

«No, no, no. It's not that, Mr. Glyn..." Jimena waved her hands and shook her head vigorously. She would never dare ask Davey for money. However, he suddenly said: “Jimena, my patience is limited. You better not refute my words.

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