Chapter 27 These Girls Are "Presents"

• Alisha's POV
• "Money, money, money! Haha!" I dreamt of lying and rolling around on a mountain made of money, but my blissful reverie was abruptly interrupted by an annoying sound. With an unpleasant groan, I reluctantly opened my eyes and sat up, taking in my surroundings. I found myself lying on the same bed as before, and I instinctively checked the bandage on my left hand, noticing that it had been changed to a fresh one. It must have been Mireya, caring for me after I had lost consciousness.
• The memories of the events leading up to my blackout flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of anger towards Archie. How could I endure staying here with him for a whole week? The ten thousand dollars suddenly seemed like a paltry sum to compensate for the pain and frustration I would experience with that mean man.