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Melina quickly averted her gaze, stopping herself from looking around too much. She thought to herself, Perhaps the rich really do have a lot of rules.”
Before long, they arrived at the living room.
Alfred approached with a stack of documents, his tore formal as he said, “Ms. Crawford, please take a look at these documents and sign them.”
Melina took them and began to read.”
The first document was an employment contract.
The second was a health declaration form.
The third was a liability waiver for safety risks.
And there was even a document for accidental injury insurance…
Melina was puzzled. She was only here to work as a tutor–would there be any danger involved?
But with such a high salary, whatever risks there might be, she wasn’t willing to give it up. She carefully reviewed the documents and signed each one.
Alfred waited patiently with a polite, professional smile.
Once she finished signing, he spoke again. “Ms. Crawford, today will be a trial lesson. If it goes well, you’ll sign a long–term contract. Of course, even if things don’t go smoothly, we’ll still pay you for today.”
Melina nodded. She understood–this was what city folks called a “trial class.” After agreeing, she was
soon led to the door of a room.
Alfred stood at the entrance and said, “Mr. Rothschild is inside. Please, go in.”
Melina nodded again and pushed open the door.
The room was dim, even though it was the middle of the day. The curtains were drawn, and no lights were on. The atmosphere felt like something out of a haunted house–strangely eerie.
But Melina wasn’t scared of haunted houses.
She walked straight in and, with a swift motion, pulled the curtains open.
And then, she saw an angel with white hair, white eyelashes, and pale skin. There stood a boy, as beautiful as an angel, with albinism.
The sudden flood of light made the boy raise his hand to shield his eyes.
Melina quickly drew the curtains halfway closed again.
The boy lowered his hand and walked toward her, smiling sweetly, wearing a harmless expression on his face. “Are you my new teacher, miss?”
Melina nodded, her heart instantly softening.
He was just too beautifull if angels existed in this world, they would surely look like him.
But as Melina was still admiring the angelic boy, in the next moment, something in his hand flashed and swung toward her eyes.
Startled, Melina quickly stepped back, avoiding the danger. Once she was safely out of harm’s way, she
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realized the boy was holding an intricately patterned knife.
Her heart raced–if she hadn’t moved just in time, her eyes might’ve been injured.
Melina’s tone became serious. “What are you doing?”
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The boy, still smiling innocently, replied, “I hate the way people look at me. I’ve said it before–only the blind are allowed in my room. So, miss, are you planning to leave, or would you rather become blind?”
In that instant, Melina realized she was dealing with a troubled child.
No wonder Pritchy Lou had been so eager to introduce her to this job with such a high salary.
It also explained why she’d had to sign all those liability waivers and injury insurance forms beforehand.
Alfred, though, had been despicable for not warning her about the situation. If she’d entered the room any less cautiously, something terrible could’ve happened.
The boy continued to smile at her, playing with the knife in his hand. Seemingly by accident, the knife nicked his finger.
But he didn’t seem to feel the pain at all. He just kept smiling.
The sight of bright red blood on his pale skin, combined with his harmless smile, was unsettling–eerily twisted, even.
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