Genuine Wife and Slave: 108 Types of Love and Killing

"Amy, I'm sorry, maybe I may have really offended you. But I need your help now too. We used to be good friends who talked about everything. Have you forgotten?"

Suta started to play the emotional card, and she knew that Amy couldn't bear it the most.Sure enough, Amy hesitated for a long time and agreed to come to see her.

"What? Are you going out today?"

"Yes, I met a former acquaintance when I went out last time, and asked me to go out to meet, not far away, at the nearby garden square. I can just walk there by myself. I don't need a driver to send me."

Amid saw Amy dressed briefly, and it seemed that the person she was going to meet had a good relationship before.So it's so easy to go out.

"Remember to take your mobile phone with you. You must come back before five o'clock in the afternoon. The security here may not be safe."

Amy went out after agreeing.During this process, she didn't even dare to look at Amid, fearing that his sharp eyes would discover her hidden secret.

The distance was short, and Amy soon met Suta.

The two chose a more secluded place, ordered a drink casually and sat down.

"This is the profile of one of my clients, take a look."

Suta handed over a few pieces of paper, and there was even a photo on it, a man who looked like he could be Grandpa Amy.

"You help me get him, and I'll give you $30 then."

Amy looked at Suta coldly, and she said, "It turns out that you are doing pimping now."

Suta was still very excited, but when he heard Amy say this, his face calmed down.

"You are not satisfied with this? Then I will add another 20? And this man has a lot of money, he will never be stingy with you."

There was already an angry look on Amy's face. She saw her former friend face her with a very high posture and didn't listen to what she said at all.Didn't even care what she said.It's as if everything is up to her.

The air-conditioning in the coffee shop was very strong, and Amy felt very cold. From her heart to her body, the temperature was cool.

"I don't understand whether you can't understand English or look down on people too much. I don't need any job now. I already have a job that can support me. Please stop harassing me with these things!"

Amy got up and was about to leave, but Suta stood up to stop her.

"I just want to find you a job!"

"But I don't need it! I don't want to repeat that! I'm a working man!"

Suta still didn't believe it, she asked: "Then you have to tell me what kind of work you do? How much is your monthly salary?"

Amy turned around and said with a sneer: "Although the monthly salary is not as good as yours, I am also a person with a monthly salary of [-] US dollars a month. It is not as good as you living in a luxury villa, but it is more than enough to live a civilian life."

Suta was taken aback.A job with a monthly salary of [-] US dollars is indeed not bad for the average person.

"Don't come to me in the future, and don't look for my former friends. Even if we meet in the future, don't say we know each other."

"Amy! What do you mean?"

"Since you never cared about my feelings and thoughts, why should we continue to be friends?"

Suta found it incredible, the former Amy would never be able to say such a thing.

"Can't you do me this favor? Do you remember before, when you were sick, I was the only one who stayed with you all night. I was the only one who took care of you and bought you food. Now I just ask you for a favor and you just Want to break up with me?"

Amy was silent for a while, she looked into Suta's eyes, she could understand Suta's eyes before.But now, she felt that there was an impenetrable watery light in Suta's eyes, separating their past and present.

"I used to help you with difficult guests. Once you didn't want to pick up that pervert, so I was the only one who helped you. In the end, I was sick for a week. Shouldn't you take care of me?"

Amy really didn't want to be like this, haggling over every detail with her former friends like a naive child.

Suta was speechless. In the past, she had few friends, and only Amy could bear her bad temper and flamboyant personality.

Amy left, but Suta sat in the coffee shop until the evening.

Amy, who was once familiar, has become strange. Before that, Amy was a girl from the slums with no opinion and little knowledge.

The former Suta actually looked down on Amy a little bit, disliked her rustic dress, and her lackluster thoughts.Just a nice face and a youthful body.

But now, Suta felt that something had changed in Amy.Even she didn't have those things.She was a little reconciled. She used to be better than Amy in everything.

She put away the scattered papers on the table, her plan needed to continue, so she was going to find the next woman who was willing to do it.

Amy didn't go back directly, she walked around the road along the square, slowly, back and forth, and walked unconsciously.

Her mood became heavy from the moment she met Suta, as if fate was telling her that her natural destiny was not so easy to escape.

However, she did not see a shadow flashing nearby.

The next day, Amid went out early. Today he has a very important meeting to attend.

"Miss Amy, there is something I want to talk to you about."

The housekeeper suddenly appeared in her room, her face looked a little subtle, and that expression seemed a little mocking and ironic.

"What's matter?"

"You have been here for so many days, I want to show you around here."

The housekeeper took Amy to a room on the third floor of the villa, which was a study that Amy had never been to.

Pointing to a painting, the housekeeper said, "This is a painting that Mr. Amid got last year. It was given by his ex-girlfriend, oh, I mean ex-girlfriend in the official sense."

Amy raised her eyebrows, and she said, "Mr. Amid's girlfriends are also divided into formal and informal?"

The housekeeper turned her back to Amy and walked to the window, looking outside, her words were cold.

"Mr. Amid is a man of status. His status is beyond your imagination. Not to mention bar prostitutes, even ordinary good women are not worthy of him."

When Amy heard this, she felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart.

Even a fool could hear what the housekeeper said, and it was obviously aimed at her.Although Amy didn't understand where this hostility came from, she vaguely felt that the housekeeper hated her.

"Hehe. Mr. Amid's excellence is obvious to all."

Before Amy knew the housekeeper's intentions, she could only echo a few words in this way.

"I am Mr. Amid's distant cousin, and I can be regarded as a member of the family. It is my responsibility and obligation to remind the people around him to recognize their position."

Amy sneered and said, "So you think I still can't recognize my position? Sorry, I think as an employee, I am fulfilling all the tasks assigned by the boss. I don't need others to remind me."

The housekeeper's eyes showed disdain and sarcasm.

She had asked someone to check Suta's information. She had seen this woman at a reception before, and the owner of a plastic factory she knew seemed to be having an affair with Suta.With a woman's intuition, she felt that Suta was not a decent woman.

Then the Amy who met Suta must not be a good guy. Although there is no shortage of such women around Amid, and he is basically a vegetarian, he rarely brings such a woman who is not on the table to the villa.

"Miss Sturt, I know who I am and where I am, so don't worry about it. I will do my job well. Sir, I am hired for a short period of time. I will return to you after the work is over. to my original post."

Amy took this opportunity to take a good look around the room, it was very grand and stylish.There are many secondary paintings on the walls.I'm afraid they are all expensive famous paintings.

She has long been mentally prepared, and anyone who is her identity will probably be suspected.After all, she is not doing business all day long, she has not done any work after coming here for so long, and she has been sick for several days.

In the evening, Amy found Amid who had returned home.

"Sir, I think I need a job."

"Aren't you just working now?" Amid said with a smile.

Amy looked at him seriously and said, "The current job seems to be like being taken care of by a lover. I seem to have nothing else to do except enjoyment."

Amid was a little surprised when he heard this, and then an unpredictable light flashed in his eyes.

"So, you are very dissatisfied with your current work situation?"

"I just feel like I'm getting too much for what I'm giving, and I said before, I don't like that feeling. It's like I'm taking advantage.”

Amid smiled slightly, and reached out to touch her head. For some reason, every time he saw Amy's innocent eyes, he wanted to touch her head, as if coaxing a coquettish puppy.

The housekeeper, Sturt, came up and looked at them.

"Sir, the old lady has a call for you."

"Oh well."

Amid was going to the study to answer the phone. Before he left, he said to Amy: "Don't think about it, practice your violin. I don't like a good violin that is useless. Don't ruin this beautiful handicraft."

Amy had to prepare to go to the bedroom and continue her practice.

The housekeeper watched Amy go upstairs with dissatisfied eyes. Although Ster and Amid are relatives, they are really far apart.

And she is actually a divorced woman with a 19-year-old daughter who is studying at university in Australia.

The summer vacation is coming soon, and Ster has long thought about creating opportunities for his daughter.People like Amid are rare.

Amy must not be a stone in the way of her daughter.

"Betty, when are you on vacation?"

"Oh, my dear mother, the exam is not over yet. I will be home in about two days."

"You come directly to the villa, I have already arranged a room for you. Mr. Amid is also here, you can get along with him well, didn't you like the gift he brought you the most when you were young?"

Betty lay on the bed in the student dormitory and painted her nails.