Ruby's POV
“Please sit.” Malcolm added, motioning to the swivel chair opposite him.
I lowered myself to the chair, my knees slightly knocking against each other. My palm rested against the desk.
He cleared his throat faintly and began.
“There are no surprises here. You already know the main thing, a marriage, strictly contractual. There would be public appearances when necessary. In return, you'll be compensated. I'm thinking nine hundred thousand for a start.”
My jaw slightly dropped before I recollected myself. I hadn't expected nine hundred dollars. I kept my expectations low, hundred thousand or even less. I tried to hide my excitement.
I nodded in acknowledgement. There was nothing dramatic or overly demanding over what he said.
His fingers glided to a sleek black folder on hi
