New post from "The extrovert introvert":

[My Motto is to grab the opportunities by the neck

Because they are really petty if turned down

they might never come back.

By the way, money can buy me^^

#materialisticMindset

#IntrovertExtrovert #Chance 20xx/ ]

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"Dawn Bright! Is Miss Bright here? "

Hearing my name being called, I got dragged back to reality. Raising my hand, I replied "Here!".

The fairly old secretary, who strongly gave royal butler vibes, took the familiar thick pile of documents and gestured for me to follow him inside. Crossing a long hall, occasionally decorated by antique porcelain vases and paintings, the old secretary stopped before a dark-brown carved oak door and knocked three times.

The door's eerie carvings sent a shiver down my back. Devils and angels tore each other apart while a huge dragon set fire to the grounds and another eerie creator with a long tail setting heavens in turbulent on par with the one on the grounds. All the while, ant-like creators, most likely humans, were getting trampled on and died. The picture gave me a non-describable feeling. A feeling of having nowhere to run. Like an ominous prophecy of doom.

After waiting for what seemed about 30 seconds, he took the knob and entered, leaving the door open for me. Entering the room, warm air brushed on my cheeks, lessening the chill I felt since the morning. The room was unexpectedly normal and modern.

However, normal doesn't mean not expensive. I can bet the system on the chairman's desk was the latest model that came out just weeks ago, the one I have been eyeing to add to my game room. The old secretary placed my documents in front of the old man, sitting in the chairman's position. "Here are her documents, then excuse me.". He gave him a small bow before leaving the room.

I plastered the most friendly, fake smile I Could on my face and took a deep breath. Before I could say anything, I heard the chairperson's voice: "So you are Sam's granddaughter," said the old man with a grimace as he riffled through my entire life's worth of achievements with an unfazed face. His cold tone made me nervous. That tower of documents was every worthwhile talent I had. I was so desperate that I had even included my martial arts degrees and the East and West culinary degrees that I got because of my grandfather's insistence.

"Yes, that's right. It's a pleasure to meet chairman.." I looked at the nameplate on the board James King and said "King". Not that Grandfather Bright didn't tell me his name, it's just that my mind was busy focusing on other interesting things Grandfather was saying. Things that were to my benefit.

"It wasn't a question.", He said as he cast an indifferent glance my way and continued raffling through the documents. As expected from my grandfather's friend. It's really true that birds of the same feather flock together. The similarity is almost uncanny! If it was anyone else, they would have become disheartened or ashamed, but after living with Grandfather for a few years and, later on, getting visits from him almost every week, I had become bool-proof.

"Is that so?, may I sit down?" I asked as I sat down on an armchair in front of his desk.

He lifted his head and coldly stared at me. With a smile, I stared at him back, feigning ignorance. After a few seconds, he took the telephone from his right.

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"Secretary Kim, bring it," asked the overbearing old man as he kept on staring at me.

Bring it?, bring it?, his sword?, gun?, He won't kill his friend's grandchild. Right? I take everything I said back. He is worse than Grandfather.

I stood from the now thorny chair. Someone knocked. "knock, Knock, knock". Well, I think sarcasm before the wrong person killed the man! I regretted my actions.

"Come in, ", his voice was void of any emotion. As expected from someone who won't even spare his friend's granddaughter.

Again, after 30 long seconds, the secretary opened the door and the sound of his footsteps broke the cursed silence inside the room. To be honest, the room wasn't entirely silent. A ticking sound, probably from a clock, was bouncing in my ears, raising the tension.

The secretary's footsteps stopped behind me. Then a person placed a considerably thick pile of paper and a black fountain pen on the glass board in front of me. The front page had a huge eye-catching rubric.

CONTRACT

"Sire, should I excuse myself?"

"No, sit down and wait until she signs it."

After saying that, he looked my way again. " Sam's granddaughter, you have thirty minutes to read and sign the contract. " He said as he turned over a sand timer.

Really? So easy?

When Grandfather Miracle said that he would give me a big villa and 1 percent of his hospital shares if I became his friend's grandson's nanny, I expected it to be an impossible task. According to Grandfather, he was indebted to this James guy and couldn't live without repaying the favor. Therefore, when Chairman King asked if he knew of any trustworthy and capable nanny, he recommended me to return the favor. Despite wondering why I should be the one to return the favor he owed, it was a great deal. Taking care of that grandchild would repay Grandfather's favor and grant me ownership of a 1,000 square meter villa with a stable income.

Where am I becoming rich? Afraid that he would change his mind, I just flipped to the last page and signed wherever it said to sign. Then, as fast as I could, I placed the contract in front of Chairman King.

My eyes twinkling and my mouth smiling from ear to ear, I thought, 'Goodbye buttering up professors, goodbye annoying patients! My early retirement I am coming. My PlayStation waits for me. All the dramas I missed, I'm gonna watch you ten times each, and all the manga I saved for my vacations. I'm going to savor your batch deliciously.'

Chairman's voice drags me out of my thoughts.

"Well, I guess I lost the bet!" said the Chairman King while looking at me as if he was looking at some strange alien.

" Yes, sir, she signed it within one minute. To be exact thirty seconds.."

"To think that in this era, someone would still sign a contract without reading it. I guess Samuel really knew his granddaughter."

"I told you he never bets unless he is sure, sir!" said the butler-like secretary in a victorious tone.

" Yes, yes. You were right! I shouldn't have bet on my favorite car!" replied the chairman with a hint of sorrow.

Now I was feeling endangered. From the conversation, it seemed like Grandfather had bet on me yet again. It was his most beloved hobby, other than making people feel miserable. That's what it is.

Rushing to take the contact from the desk, Chairman King swiftly took it away from me.

"There is no rush dumb child!" He said as he gave me one of the contract copies I had signed and put two in his safe. There were exactly four copies. "Now go sit down and read it loud. Tomas, don't forget to film it all."

" Sure! James!" said Mr. Kim grinning, who was also the Tomas from grandfather's calls. ANOTHER FRIEND OF THAT DEVIL.

He even said action, and I reflexively began reading. With every sentence I read, my eyes got bigger. I am officially doomed.