"What is it?" Miley immediately rushed over and grabbed my hand, looking at me eagerly.
I narrowed my eyes and trained them on Miley, looking at her in fascination. The next moment, a playful smile creeped up on my lips as I replied, "If my calculations are right, if I sell you, I can get at least 25 grand. These 25 grand should be enough to solve our current predicament. In addition, if you don't want to sell yourself to others, that's okay too. I'm willing to buy you too, you can be my personal maid…"
After I was finished speaking, Miley was blazing mad at me. She was glaring at me so hard that it felt as if her furious gaze could bore a hole through me. Accompanying her rage was a very loud and distinct sound of her teeth grinding against each other. "Why the f**k do you keep pulling
