Married Contract With You, My Perfect Husband Chapter 23
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"Did that man beside you give it to you?" Billo-billo asked while looking at Willy.
If he looked at his appearance, it was obvious that the man has no money. But could it be that that person gave her the money for free?
Billo looked doubtful.
And Cleo tried to ignore that. She stepped forward and put the bag she was carrying on the table. Then with a fierce gaze, she looked at Billo-billo.
"Open and count. I have rounded up the money to 600 million. Nothing less. Nothing more. With this all my debt is paid off. Give me proof of payment and settlement of debt belonging to uncle. "
Seeing a pile of money in sight, Billo-billo smiled happily. He pointed to one of his men to take the bag and for them to count it.
It didn't take too long, all of Billo-billo's men had managed to calculate the amount of money and report it to his boss.
"All right, 600 million, boss. Nothing less. Nothing more, " one of them exclaimed.
Billo-billo's laughter immediately exploded.
"Very good! You turned out to be able to collect the money in just a moment. Not less than a period of two weeks. In fact, I actually plan to give you some leeway until next week. But look at this! You brought me all the money right away with no less than a penny even you exaggerated a little. Wow, you are quite generous!!" Billo-billo praised.
And despite being praised like that, Cleo didn't feel happy at all. She asked back what should be her right.
"Give me proof of debt settlement! I also want you to give me the debt agreement that my uncle signed. With that, my late uncle and I don't owe you anything anymore!"
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"You are so impatient. All right, give her what she asked for," Billo-billo exclaimed to one of his men.
A man came out of the room and when he came back, he brought some papers to Cleo. It was a debt agreement and proof that the debt has been paid off.
With a sense of relief, Cleo looked at the papers. Maybe because she was too excited, Cleo held the papers tighter. Her tears almost dripped, if onlys he didn't suddenly hear Billo-billo say again.
"You must be very touched, right now? Feel free from confinement?" Billo-billo asked with a tone that mocked and seemed a little indifferent.
Cleo looked at him.
With a smile that was like a snake, the man again showed a row of untidy teeth.
"Too bad, I wish you could work for me in a brothel or in a nightclub. That way, you can make more money for me. But since it seems we are not destined this time, you can look for me again if you need money again like your uncle used to. Of course my door will always be open to you, my little girl. "
"Thank you very much. But of course I am no longer ready to set my foot here. Whenever and whatever happens. Therefore, you also don't look for me, whatever the reason. Goodbye!!"
When Cloe finished saying her parting words, she immediately turned around and pulled Willy out with her. With steady and confident steps, Cleo can finally felt the air around her getting better and alive.
She had never felt this light in her life after her parents died. Her days of endless hard work and part-time work were over. She no longer needed to work like a madman who didn't know her time and energy, like a corpse worker.
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Now she can sleep longer than usual. When everyone was sleeping and she still had to work, now she can sleep faster. When everyone hasn't woken up from their sleep, and Cleo was already busy at work, now she can wake up later.
It was like a dream.
Today she should celebrate her freedom with great festively!!
A bowl of fried chicken, sticky pizza and several cans of coca-cola has arrived in front of Cleo and Willy who were celebrating Cleo's freedom in one corner of the city, in the middle of the night in a park near Cleo's house.
While lifting her drink can, Cleo shouted happily.
"Yeah!! Congratulations on my freedom!!" Cleo exclaimed in a quite loud voice.
There were only them in this park, and it was far from the denial of residents. So even though Cleo shouted loudly, no one would hear it other than Willy and felt annoyed.
But seeing Cleo's attitude, Willy responded with a strange expression.
"Didn't you say you wanted to celebrate it festively? Is this what you call it festively??" Willy asked, displeased, because at first he thought he would have a very appetizing meal.
But what was this? Just a bowl of chicken and sticky pizza and a few cans of the usual drink he also ate? Even this portion was not enough to fill his stomach! This food will only tuck in between the wide stomach.
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