"What kind of help are you looking for, Miss Ross?" Henry asked with a smile.
"Um, give me a job. I am willing to do anything—" Erin took a step forward until there was almost no gap between them, and she looked up at Henry, trying her best to make those doe eyes even though she physically couldn't. She clutched Henry's shirt with her two hands, grasping it desperately while secretly feeling the abs underneath. "—anything for you, Sir! I just need a job!"
Henry's heart grew colder the more this bitch spoke, "Are you that desperate? Doesn't your sister give you a monthly allowance?"
Erin tried her hardest to cry, and once she got that droplet of tear at the corner of her eyes, she replied with a hoarse voice, "My sister gives me allowance, but she has always looked down at me for that. She also cut my allowance per month and she even blocked my credit card. I kindly asked her to give me a new one because I can't live in LA without a credit card while I'm trying to get a job."
