Charlotte’s eyes widened, almost popping out of its socket as she stuttered, “$7…$7 million? Are you out of your mind? Where do you expect me to get that kind of money from?” Max smirked as if he already knew what was going to happen, “You’re merely a waitress at a club, I already knew you wouldn’t have that kind of money. That’s why I prepared for it. Look at it and sign where necessary.” he said, pointing at the file Miguel had dropped on the table. Charlotte was confused and curious too, so she picked up the file and skeemed through it. “What? You’re literally asking me to be your slave! For three whole year!” She exclaimed in disbelief. Max stood up, his hands tucked in his pocket. “It’s a good offer considering the luxury you’ve enjoyed in the past years. Plus you don’t choice. Even if you were to miraculously pay up the money, I will always find a way to own you and ruin your life!” He threatened, his eyes narrowing into slits as he focused his gaze on her, which sent a shi