Jonathan leaned his chin on the back of his hand as he grinned at me. Somehow, I did not like that look from him. It totally was telling me that he was up to something.
“How much do you think is your work worth?” he asked instead of answering my question.
It made me think since I never got to consider that one. Given that I was just a starter, it only made sense that I do not ask for the highest range. But more importantly…
“You are hiring me as a personal assistant, right?” I clarified.
“Of course, but if you studied law, then you can vouch for more.”
Of course, I did not study law. That kind of field takes up too much time, energy, tears, and money. Besides, it was never the field of my interest but either way…
“Then, $15 per hour. How does that sound?”
He thought for a while wit
