Episode 2

Debby's POV

Entering the man's living room left me wowed. I mean, everything was so classy and expensive.

Beside the entrance door stood the portrait of a very beautiful woman, her eyes so soft and friendly.

She had a pair of blue eyes. If one didn't take a closer look, you would think she wore contacts. She had jet black hair, a warm, welcoming smile playing on her lips.

"Debby, are you alright there?" the man asked me.

I nodded, still not taking my eyes off the portrait. I was so engrossed in it.

"I was talking to you, but you didn't reply," he said.

I turned, wanting to ask about the woman in the portrait, but then I saw her.

Standing next to him with the same warm, welcoming smile on her lips.

I gasped. I think I stared too much at the picture—now I was imagining her. I slapped myself lightly, as if to wake up from my daydream, but it didn’t work. Rather, the woman’s smile widened.

"Debby, meet my wife, Nora," the man said, looking at her with so much love.

I stood dumbly, not knowing what to do. I was awestruck. How could someone be this beautiful? I guessed God was being partial when creating her.

I waved at her shyly.

"Oh dear, don't be shy," she said and took my hand into her soft, delicate hands. "Come, let's have a seat," she added and led me to a couch.

I sat down, and she and her husband sat opposite me.

"Would you like something to drink?" Nora asked me.

I was kinda thirsty; I’d been going on all morning without food or water.

"Water, please," I replied.

Immediately I said it, a maid came and placed the water in front of me, like she had been on standby, waiting for a command.

I drank the water almost too quickly. Fortunately, I didn’t choke on it.

I dropped the cup on the small table beside me and raised my head to see Nora and her husband looking at me carefully... monitoring my actions.

Which made me wonder why they were watching me. Did I look weird? I shrugged that thought off.

I cleared my throat quietly.

"Sir, what is it that you wanted us to discuss?" I asked him.

He smirked.

"Well, first things first, call me Mr. Knights," he said. I nodded in affirmation.

"So, I will be honest with you." He paused, looking at me. I didn’t know why, but he just kept looking at me. "We don’t need a cook," he said.

What?? They don’t need a cook? Why then did they put that notice there?

Something was not right here. Or did they put that notice there to lure girls in and use them for rituals?!

Oh my God, I hope they haven’t drugged my water... Was that why he was looking at me? Wondering why I haven’t died yet?

No, I can’t die like this. I need to get out of here.

My breathing became rough. I began to breathe unevenly.

Nora noticed this, so she placed her hand on my shoulder, using the other hand to rub my back, trying to calm me down and get my breathing back to normal.

"What happened just now?" Nora asked, panic noticeable in her voice.

Mr. Knights looked worried too. I shook my head to tell them I was fine.

"You were having a panic attack," Nora stated.

"I’m fine. Why did you put that notice there if you don’t need a cook?" I asked. I had to confirm with them if what I was thinking was right.

"Well, we need you to do something else for us..." He exchanged looks with his wife, then turned to me. "We need you to do something... something difficult," Mr. Knights said.

Something difficult?! Could it be robbing a bank?! Wait... what am I thinking?!

"What is that?" I asked.

"Debby, after this job is done, five million will be transferred into your account," Nora said, smiling. Why was she always smiling?

I smiled mentally.

Five million. That’s a lot of money.

I could start a business with it and even further my education, and nobody would ever look down on me again.

I didn’t think any job could be too difficult for five million.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked them.

Mr. Knights and Nora shared a knowing look.

Ok, now I was confused. Why would they share a look? I didn’t ask a foolish question, did I?

Nora laughed nervously.

"Marry our son," she said, looking me straight in the eyes.

Say what now?!

Marry their son?

Were they out of their minds?

How could I marry their son—someone I didn’t know?!

What if their son was a cripple, or deaf and dumb? What if he was an imbecile?

I shuddered at the thought.

I couldn’t sacrifice my happiness for money.

If they wanted their son to get married so badly, they should talk to him about it. Why were they willing to pay such a huge amount just to find a wife for him?

Mr. Knights and Nora were both looking at me expectantly, their eyes begging me to say yes. I could see the desperation in their eyes.

"I can’t," I said.

"Why? Is the money not enough?" Nora asked. I looked at her like she’d lost her mind. She was a woman—how could she ask me something like that?

"Don’t worry about the money. If it’s not enough, we can add more later," Mr. Knights said.

What was wrong with rich people? Throwing money about, thinking everything was about money.

Didn’t they know there were certain things money couldn’t buy?

Money couldn’t buy happiness. They should look for something better to use their money for.

"It’s not about the money. I just can’t do it. Sir, if you want your son to get married, sit him down and tell him he’s old enough to settle down. You can’t choose a wife for your son or hire one for him," I told them.

"Debby, you don’t understand. Our son won’t listen to us. He’s a workaholic and never gets time for himself. Just please, marry him," Mr. Knights said.

I shook my head in disbelief.

"I can’t do it. What if he already has a girlfriend?" I asked.

"He doesn’t have time for himself. How can he get a girlfriend?" Mr. Knights chuckled lightly.

"Debby, please help us," Nora said. I couldn’t talk; I just kept staring at them questioningly.

A lot of questions were running through my mind. I needed to investigate this family. But before that, I needed to get out of here. But how could I leave?

"Or do you need time to think about it?" Nora asked.

Hmmm, that was a good idea. I could say I needed time to think about it and leave immediately.

Then I would never come back here. After all, they didn’t know where I lived.

I nodded my head quickly, so quickly I thought I heard my neck crack a bit.

"Okay, we’ll give you some time to think," Nora said.

Mr. Knights dipped his hand into his pocket and brought out a small card—his business card, I think—and stretched it to me.

"Call me when you make up your mind," he said. I collected the card and stood up quickly.

"I’ll take my leave now," I told them.

"I’ll see you off," Nora offered, but I politely declined with a fake smile. I needed to leave as fast as I could.

"Okay, dear. Take care," she said. I nodded and rushed off like my pants were on fire.

I was in such a hurry to leave that I didn’t pay attention to where I was going. I didn’t see a man carrying a small briefcase and a phone in his hand walk in.

I was in such a rush that I walked right into him, and everything he held in his hands fell on the hard floor.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" the man roared.

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