Malinda raised a hand, and the Contract scroll landed straight in her palm.
As she looked at the Contract scroll in her hand, astonishment filled her face.
An unfamiliar feeling, unlike anything she had ever experienced, rose from the depths of her heart.
It was like suddenly soaring from rock bottom into the clouds-not mere physical pleasure, but something gentler.
As though an endless stream of warmth had filled her empty heart.
She felt an unusual sense of security.
That unfamiliar feeling left her stunned.
She stared blankly at Arthur's back. In the candlelight of 2 Kirk Street, he seemed to have acquired a shaft of "light."
That light made Arthur dazzling.
With her cigarette holder between her lips, Malinda could not help murmuring-
"Is this for me?"
Arthur stopped in his tracks when he heard her.
Then, when the young "Medium" turned around, he saw a look of fear and panic on her face as she began backing away, step by step.
The young "Medium" raised an eyebrow.
He had a feeling this woman was up to no good.
And indeed, she was.
The next moment-
"I treated you as a friend, and you actually want to sleep with me?!"
Without hesitation, Arthur raised his middle finger.
"If we got together, who exactly would be sleeping with whom?"
As Arthur spoke, his expression made it clear that she had better not try to take advantage of him.
Then he emphasized his words even more-
"As if I'd give it to you!
It's a trade!
I'm trading a twenty-percent stake in South Town's iron and coal mining business for every resource you can find related to the Cat Faction and the Cat Cave-Mystic Arts, items, and so on."
Arthur stressed the point.
He was not Old Charlie. Why would he