Drowing In Mr. Scott's Love

Chapter 5 Will There Be Physical Touch?

Abby Miller was speechless.

However, she was a little reluctant to give up. "But who knows if you will let me do something strange?

Let me make it clear first, I won't kill, set fire, or rob."

"I don't have that hobby. So, if you have any questions or doubts, you can ask now."

He crossed his legs calmly and waited patiently with one hand on his chin.

"As long as I sign this contract, can I keep the orphanage?"

Abby Miller bit her lip and asked hesitantly.

"The houses in the old town must be demolished. In the future, that area will be built into a business

center. If the orphanage is preserved, it will affect the overall appearance. However, I can guarantee

that you don't have to separate from the partners of the orphanage and let everyone have a place to

live."

Richard Scott was still very tough, but compared to the time when he was in the hotel, he had obviously

made a big concession.

At least, he did not insist on demolishing the orphanage.

More importantly, Abby Miller and her friends wouldn't separate. This was the original intention of her to

come to him.

However, in order to prevent the contract from going too far, Abby Miller secretly paid attention to it and

did not agree immediately.

She carefully browsed through the contents of the contract. After reading it, she asked, "Is my personal

freedom restricted during the contract period? Because I am still in college, so..."

"There is no restriction. You can still go to school. The premise is that you have to move to my

residence during the contract period."

"Why?"

Abby Miller's eyes were full of surprise, and the scene of him living in the same house appeared in her

mind.

That would be very painful, wouldn't it?

"Don't get me wrong. The reason for you moving there is that I can find you within call. That is to say..."

A mocking expression flashed across Richard Scott's eyes, "You're just my personal maid in my daily

life. You're responsible for taking care of my diet and daily life. You're responsible for doing all sorts of

miscellaneous things, but you don't even get paid. Do you understand?"

"A... maid?"

Hearing this word, Abby Miller's head instantly went blank.

Did this businessman want her to be a maid after talking so much?

"Miss Miller? Is there anything wrong?"

A hint of a smile flashed across the depths of Richard Scott's eyes when he saw the dull look in the

little woman's eyes.

Abby Miller came back to her senses in a daze, "The last question. During the contract period, you and ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

I should only be master and maid, right? There shouldn't be any physical contact, right?"

"Of course! Let alone my charm, even if no one likes me, I won't willingly degenerate to touch you."

With that, Richard Scott took out a pen from his pocket, indicating that she could sign it.

Abby Miller was so angry with his words that her whole body was trembling, and her hand holding the

pen was also trembling.

"F*ck you!"

What did he mean by saying, "Let alone my charm, even if no one likes me, I won't willingly degenerate

to touch you."

Although her figure had not reached the hot level, she was still very well-proportioned. Didn't this

bastard know how to keep his mouth shut?

No, Abby Miller, isn't it a good thing that he doesn't touch you? “Why are you so concerned?”

"Right, that's all. After giving your signature, please return to the orphanage and pack up your stuff.

Then go to this address and you will be instructed to do what you should do!"

Placing a note in front of Abby, Richard Scott stood up and walked back to his desk.