Chapter 128 Overtime
Amanda’s POV:
I frowned as the staff helped the half-drunk Samson into the elevator.
The memory of that kiss from the last time he was drunk flashed in my head, and I shuddered. Thank goodness the staff was here to help. If I had to hold him up again, who knew what kind of mess would happen next?
Alice’s voice echoed in my mind, full of mischief. “Serves him right! Now he knows not to act so tough You’re way too kind; you should’ve just left him in the car.”
I rolled my eyes. I was here to earn money, not make enemies. If I left him out there and delayed the schedule, I’d be the one paying for it later.
The next morning, I stepped out of my room and almost bumped right into Samson.
He was already back to his usual self, dressed in a sharp dark suit, face calm and serious. No trace of the blush or drunken mess from last night. “Morning. Mr. Ortega,” I greeted quickly.
His eyes lingered on me for a few seconds, like he was trying to read something, then he said quietly, “Morning.”
That sharp look in his eyes made me uneasy. Did he notice something?
Inside the elevator, just as the doors closed, he suddenly spoke. “Sara, thank you for bringing me back last night.”
Then he pulled out a check and handed it to me. “This is for your trouble.”
I glanced down and nearly choked. 200,000 dollars.
Wow. Samson really was loaded. He gave 200,000 dollars just like that.
I shook my head quickly. “No need, Mr. Ortega. It was nothing, really.”
Samson’s eyes darkened, and when he spoke again, his voice carried a chill. “I don’t like people turned me down,” he said flatly.
He paused for a beat, then added, “And I’d prefer if no one else knew what happened last night.”
So this is hush money?
I stood there thinking for a few seconds before finally taking the check. Only a fool would refuse that much cash. Besides, the Glacier Pack could always use the extra funds.
“Thank you, Mr. Ortega,” I said calmly. “You can rest assured, I won’t tell anyone a thing about last night”
He finally relaxed, giving a faint nod. “Good.”
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When the elevator doors opened, I stepped aside politely and let Samson go first. Watching his tall, steady back, I quietly slipped the check into my bag; that hush money was way too easy to earn.
For the next week, I followed Samson and the Isnesh Pack’s reps through endless meetings. Day after day, by the time the sessions ended, I was completely drained. The moment I hit the bed, I was out cold.
Finally, on the seventh day, both sides signed the cooperation agreement. Seeing Samson and Kadyn put their names on the contract, I let out a long sigh of relief. My mission was finally over. I could finally go home!
“Mr. Ortega,” I asked eagerly, “should I book our flight for tomorrow?” I couldn’t hide the excitement in my voice.
But Samson replied calmly, “We’ll head back in two days. Tomorrow, you’re coming with me somewhere.”
“Huh?” I blinked, surprised. “Mr. Ortega, our work’s done. How about I go home first, and you stay here to enjoy your vacation?” I really didn’t want to tag along. Who knew what might happen if I did?
He stopped walking. Samson turned to me and said lightly, “Without an intérpreter, how would I even have fun?”
I had no words.
So, he had realized how useful I was.
I rolled my eyes internally but quickly switched to a cheerful grin. “Alright then, two more days it is. But this counts as overtime, right?”
He looked at me and raised a brow. “Are you short on cash?”
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