Let Me Propose to You Chapter 1

After Fox’s company went bankrupt, I was relegated to being a "copper sparrow" with a monthly salary of just three hundred and eighty.

My friends all urged me to find a new patron quickly.

But I wouldn’t listen.

No matter how tough or tiring things got, my main goal was unwavering loyalty.

Later, Fox finally made a comeback, his wealth multiplying several times over what it was before.

On the day we moved out, the tall man sat in my small apartment, his mood buoyant:

"Although our contract has expired, I can agree to any condition you propose."

I was both surprised and delighted:

"Then I want a three-hundred-square-meter luxury apartment in the city center."

"And what else?"

"That's all."

Fox’s smile faltered.

He hid the small velvet box behind his back, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"...That's all?"

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"W-well, what else should there be?"

I felt Fox seemed very angry.

I pulled my neck in, subtly scooting further away.

"Or… maybe add fifty years of property management fees?"

Fox took a deep breath, his dark eyebrows furrowing high on his forehead.

"Iris Young, are you insulting me?"

It was true.

He was so wealthy now that a mere three-hundred-square-meter luxury apartment in the city center did seem a bit insulting.

I had to be honest:

"I'm sorry, but since I don't plan on getting married, if I'm living alone in the future and want to get a dog, that size is more than enough."

Fox choked on his words.

The hand that had been behind his back suddenly slipped into his pocket, his Patek Philippe watch prominently displayed.

His voice turned cold:

"Coincidentally, I also have no plans to get married."

"I agree to your terms. Anyway, the contract is over. I'll transfer another two hundred and fifty thousand to your account, to thank you for your care during this time."

So generous!

I immediately beamed, not having fully caught whatever he mumbled in his first sentence.

"Thank you so much, Fox!"

He pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

As he slammed the door shut, the trash can outside emitted a resounding "thump."