Volume 10 – Chapter 11: Death
But obviously, Boss Luo’s compensation didn’t include extending life span. If such an option were available, even if it was one year or merely one month, Caroline probably would choose this one.
As for becoming healthier, it could help her live longer. However, living in this country, longevity wasn’t determined by health but luck.
If you’re lucky, you will live a long life. If you’re unlucky, even if you are a sound person, you may die just by leaving the house. Her biological father, whom she had not much memory of, was a good example.
Caroline’s final choice allowed her to obtain an astonishing wealth from Boss Luo that she had never imagined. Perhaps such wealth wasn’t a big deal for those truly rich or ‘rulers’ like Boss Neymar, but it was enough to make dwellers in the slums go crazy.
Caroline found it incredible.
There were too many frauds in this world. Even with so-called face-to-face transactions, with payment and services exchanged simultaneously, there was still the worry of fake products and counterfeit money. It was unbelievable that the seller would wait until the end to collect service fees.
Originally, this way of signing a contract only existed in film and television drama. The parchment roll that appeared out of thin air, and the handprints signature. Its procedure was like living her imprint on the demon for generations to come.
“Please visit us again.”
During her escape, perhaps she accidentally fell to the ground; perhaps she fell into a pit or passed out in the alley. All of this could be a dream when she passed out.
She tried to look back.
When she left the bright club lobby and returned to the dark street engulfed by rain, fear began to envelop her!
Suddenly a loud noise sounded!
This was the gunfire sound! For Caroline, who lived here, it was a familiar noise!
The moment the gunshots sounded, Caroline hugged her head in horror and squatted directly on the ground. It was because the sound was too loud as if she was next to it!
The gunshots reverberated in the street and soon faded. The rain wet Caroline’s clothes again. She squatted on the ground, raised her head in horror, and looked around with a pale face. There seemed to be a lot of changes in the surrounding houses due to the gunshots. All the windows and doors were shut tightly. No one would dare to lit up their homes under such circumstances.
Knowing that the light couldn’t drive away from this kind of darkness, the slum dwellers blended in with the darkness… Only then could they better hide and protect themselves.
It wasn’t until Caroline’s figure disappeared entirely that there was a soft door closing sound.
The closed-door made the rain much quieter.
The maid began to clean up the dishes and cups after the customer left.
She said all of a sudden, “Master, is the Song Haoran who Miss Caroline encountered…?”
…
Caroline didn’t dare to open the door immediately when she returned to her home in a panic. She was worried that Boss Neymar’s men might be waiting in her home. Such a tracking technique was so common!
It wasn’t until Caroline watched for a long time to confirm that no one was hiding in the house, she opened the door gingerly.
Suddenly, Caroline seemed to remember something… or, to be more precise, she felt something.
Caroline’s hands trembled. She took out a bank card from the neckline of her dress. The boss only promised her a sum of money but didn’t say how to give the money to her. Hence, she thought it was just a lie.
Caroline was stunned. She took out her phone in a panic, logging in according to the instructions. In the end, she couldn’t help but slurp her saliva as she opened up the interface displaying the money inside!
It’s real!
It’s real!
Caroline pounced directly into the old sofa. She lay on the sofa, still holding the bank card in her hands. She put the bank card under the light, seemingly as if the bank card shone countless times brighter than the existing lights.
Suddenly, the door of the house opened, which startled Caroline.
“Caroline! You’re back! I was scared to death! I couldn’t find you!”
It was her tenant, Livia, who appeared before her.
“What!?”
