The Young Master's Woman
WSTM Chapter 15 - About Mr. Ford and Jobs
"It's milk for Rora, Ains" Ema's aunt said, handing over the bottle.
"Thank you Bi," replied Ainsley, Aunt Ema also delivered milk for her. She and Rora sat on the living room couch, not sitting at the dinner table with the other kids.
"Rora, the milk should be spent huh? Auntie Ema made it for Rora" Ainsley said.
"Yes mommy, I'll spend it. I'll be smart, I'll go to school with Josh" said the boy, speaking a lot.
To make Ainsley smile, Rora every day always said she wanted to go to school, even though she was 4 years old.
"Why go to school with Josh? Don't want to be with Amara? Or Zen's brother?" ask Ainsley again.
"Sister Amara is naughty, brother Zen is terrible," explained Rora.
Making Ainsley laugh, Amara was nosy to Rora because she always pinched her cheek, but every time Rora peed Amara did not want to touch her. While Zen, the teenager was very cold, full of commands and orders, his every utterance could not be denied, not even Ainsley.
Being with Rora like this made Ainsley forget all her worries.
All this time he had no real family, so now Ainsley for his own family.
After the kids had breakfast, Aunt Ema handed out their daily allowance. Zen had indeed received the money, but only he had secretly saved up all the money.
After the 3 children left the house so quiet, Aunt Ema started cleaning the house and Ainsley began to bathe Rora, then feed her breakfast.
The ringing of the cell phone in Ainsley's room distracted the beautiful woman, "Wait a minute baby, mommy Take the phone first," said Ainsley.
Rora nodded, she then ate by herself as her mommy left.
There's an incoming call from Juan. Incidentally, because Ainsley also wanted to ask a lot about his work at the Club.
"Hello sir," answered Ainsley, walking back out of the room, back to meet Aurora at the dinner table.
"Hello, Ains. Can you go to the club this morning or not?"
"Why sir?" ainsley asked, now he was in front of the child. Seeing Rora eat and occasionally take the rice that fell on the dining table.
Ainsley was silent for a moment, his eyes still focused on the child. Connecting with Mr. Ford was indeed very convenient, but there was a lot of uncertainty from the man.
Mr. Ford could have died at any time, while his fixed salary was at the Club and become a dancer.
"How's Ains?" ask Juan again because Ains is silent. Juan also knew that the dancer must be confused.
But how else, now they are talking about work. Then the professionality takes precedence.
"If I choose to remain a dancer, sir," replied Ainsley later.
"Well, tonight Mr. Ford asks you to come straight to the VIP room right?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Then don't meet her in person, just dance until one session. Then we'll see what he'll do."
"Well sir," Ainsley replied obediently and confusedly at once.
Mr. Juan is actually very confused, this is no longer a matter of the amount of money. But also about the satisfaction of other customers. If there is no striptease dance shown then there will be many people who are disappointed, while it is the most awaited show.
Mr. Juan also did not want to let Ainsley off the hook, if Mr. Ford really wanted the dancer, then Ainsley had to get guaranteed income.
Juan really cares about Ainsley, that's why he's come this far. Not directly offering Ainsley to be the Young Master's mistress.
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The night came and Ainsley was actually dancing on stage. Swerving so sexy that made the visitors scream hysterically enjoy the dance.
Dances that awaken their passion.
While in the corner of the room, Damian stared with the look of his cold eyes.