"I'm here to give you money," Avery said. "I need you to help me do something. If you do what I say, I'll pay you. You can name your price."

Cole never thought that he would be useful to her.

"Money is a small matter. Actually, Nora and I are not even acquaintances. I only flirted with her because I thought she was you…"

Although he had not explicitly given her an answer, his intentions were clear.

"How much money did your company make last year?" Avery asked nonchalantly.

Cole scratched his head awkwardly. "A few hundred thousand! I know I'm not capable. What I earn in a year is less than what my uncle earns in a day."

"Cole, I'll give you one and a half million." Avery interrupted. "If you can accept this price, we'll continue our discussion."

"Avery, with how well we know each other, even if you don't pay me, I'll still help you!" Cole adjusted his glasses, hiding how delighted he was.

"One and a half million! Of course, I'll take it," he thought.

"I still haven't forgotten