Chapter 6

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I guess this is serious.  My eyes are still staring at Abby's bank account. I gulp seeing the number stated there, with five zeroes instead of the anticipated 4000. Is he for real?  "You're crazy!" Abby wipes her tears, still rolling on the floor, laughing.  "You're sooo dead, Fifie! He's gonna tie you up and do you from Friday to Sunday, and ask you not to tell Veronica about it. That's why he gives you ten f*cking thousands! Ohhh you're dead. You're sooo dead! RIP Sophie-jayjay!"  "Oh shut up, Abigail!" I hissed at her. She drools at my description of LLS last Saturday, totally excited once I'm home on Sunday with a copy of my contract but now, now she's scaring me off with her wild imagination of what's gonna happen with me and my Sophie-jayjay. "We can't even google about this guy to know if he's legit. Who knows he actually owns Cupcake and pretends he's an LLS. Maybe he's a Mafia. Seriously Fie, how on earth can the goverment allows this kind of company to operate legally. He's gotta be some kind of Mafia." Abby sits next to me, her laugh has faded.  "That's 365 dni." I roll my eyes at her but secretly I agree with that speculation. Is he? Is he in Mafia? A billionaire Mafia? Like in the books I've read?  "Are you sure you're gonna see him tomorrow?" She asks, clicking the mouse to transfer all 10k into my bank account. It's the 16th today, the date my income as a baby sugar is deposited.  We had dinner together and decided to watch a midnight movie despite tomorrow being Friday- a work day. We thought the money would be deposited sometime tomorrow during business hour but damn, is he punctual or what because at 12.01am Abby received a notification that 10k was deposited into her bank account.  Yes, her bank account, since Abigail Grey is the sugar baby in this arrangement, not Sophie the-girl-who's-pretending-to-be-Abigail-Grey. It'd be no brainer to give Cupcake her bank account instead of mine. We can be caught. I can be caught.  "I don't think you should go, Fie." "I have to. I signed the contract."  "Technically, it's me who signed it. And it's not my signature. So the contract is invalid, right? You don't have to go if you don't want to. We can just return this money." "You read the contract. It specifically said we can only terminate the contract if we submit a proper request to Cupcake and him."  "And here I am, thinking  you are the smart one." She sighs, "Like I said Senora Sum-mah, the contract is invalid. Because that's not Abigail Grey's signature. That's Sophie Summer's. So we don't need to submit anything. We can just ignore it and continue with our life as if none of this happens."
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