Cupid's Arrow hit me hard! novel Chapter 2692

The middle-aged man smiled and said, “My surname is Longbottom. Now, you've gotten to know me, Ms. Carrie.”

His gaze was quite audacious. After Carrie approached, he shamelessly scrutinized her, finally displaying a satisfied look at Carrie’s figure and appearance.

“Ms. Carrie, please have a seat. Let’s have a chat.”

“Mr. Longbottom, this is my home. Don’t act like you’re the master here. You have illegally entered. Do you know that I can call the police on you at any time?”

He laughed. Not bad looking for a man in his forties or fifties, presenting the image of a suave middle-aged man.

However, his gaze was overly audacious, and Carrie did not like the way his eyes roved over her, as if scrutinizing prey.

“Yes, yes, it’s our mistake. Apologies to you.”

With that, Mr. Longbottom clapped his hands.

A bodyguard stepped forward and handed a new handbag to him.

Mr. Longbottom took the bag and then passed it to Carrie, saying with a sly smile, “Ms. Carrie, this is my apology to you, just a small token. You should accept it, or else it means you might not forgive this uninvited guest of yours.”

“I don’t need bags,” Carrie said arrogantly.

Did he think he could easily appease her with just any bag?

Even if it was Hermès.

“I know Ms. Carrie doesn’t lack bags, but you’re currently short of money.”

He stood and handed the bag to Carrie. “Ms. Carrie, accept the bag for now. Later, we can discuss our partnership.”

Mr. Longbottom chuckled. “I’m offering you a small villa, a new car, and a monthly allowance of three hundred thousand, which equals ten thousand per day. During special occasions, there will be bonuses, and if I’m in a good mood, I might give you extra rewards.

“Once the task is completed, I’ll reward you thirty million dollars.”

Upon hearing the initial conditions, Carrie felt as if he was trying to keep her as a mistress. It was not until the latter statement that she felt Mr. Longbottom genuinely had something for her to do.

“What do you want me to do for you?”

“The task I have for you isn’t urgent; I’ll tell you later. It might take several years, even a decade, to complete. Of course, if you can finish it within a year, that would be terrific.”

Mr. Longbottom continued speaking and then a bodyguard approached, handing something to him.

“This is a human skin mask. Ms. Carrie, would you prefer to disguise yourself with this or go under the knife? If you opt for plastic surgery, I’ll cover every penny. You won’t have to spend a dime, and I guarantee the transformation will have even your mother unable to recognize you.”