Chapter 3 I picked up the business card , then read the letters . James Howard , CEO of HD Group . I looked at him with a strange expression . " Sir , you're not thinking of ... keeping me as a mistress , are you ? " " For your information, the monthly salary is one hundred thousand , " he said . " Of course , I know Mr. Howard is absolutely not that kind of man ! One hundred thousand , you say ? I can start tomorrow ! " It wasn't that I wanted to give in ; it was that he offered far too much ! To buy a house in a place like this city , where every inch of land is as precious as gold , with my meagre street stall income , I'd probably have to work until I die . The next day , I clutched the business card and went to the Howard residence for the ' interview . ' James opened the door himself . The young man was wearing a grey tracksuit , probably having just returned from a run . Seeing me standing before the carved iron gate , he unlocked it himself and led me inside . Tall and long - legged , he strode ahead , forcing me to jog to keep pace . The Howard residence was huge . It took us seven or eight minutes to walk from the main gate to the living room . As I walked , I kept checking my surroundings , staying on guard in case he tried to take advantage of me . Then , with a bang , I slammed right into his broad back . The pain made my eyes see stars . " I'm so sorry , Mr. Howard ! I ... I didn't mean to ! " I apologized , clutching my sore nose . James turned around , clearly exasperated and glared at me . " Did you think I was going to do something to you ? " I couldn't hide my disappointment . " Didn't you ? " James laughed in exasperation , raising a hand as if to strike me , but he restrained himself and only said , " Stop calling me Mr. Howard . Take a good look. Do you really not know who I am ? " I leaned in for a closer inspection , then shook my head . " No , I don't . " " Tsk . " " Seriously , I don't . How could a barbecue seller like me know a big shot like you ? Chapter 2 9:20 Thu , Oct 16 Maybe you've got the wrong person ! " : 95 I knew it ! How could a good job paying one hundred thousand a month just fall into my lap ? It turned out the domineering CEO was suffering from blurry vision and mistook me for someone else . James gritted his teeth , a sinister smile spreading across his face . " Bridget , you dare to say you don't know me again ! " When the CEO exploded , a chilling aura swept out from him . I instinctively shrank my neck back , my eyes fixed intently on the man's deeply handsome look . Someone's face that had once been severely burned and covered in scars flashed through my mind . If those scars were removed from that face ... I froze in shock , realizing who he was almost instantly - then spun around and ran . But before I could get far , a hand seized my wrist and forcefully yanked me back . My back directly hit the wall and James's face loomed dangerously close to mine . He pinned my wrists above my head , looking down at me with an intimidating glare . " Why don't you keep running , Bridget ? " I couldn't run ! The strength gap between us was too vast and I was no match for him . Actually , Jeremy Foster wasn't the only boyfriend I ever had . I was seventeen that summer when a new transfer student joined our class - John Shelton , the boy whose face was marked by extensive scars from a fire . The students were terrified of him and avoided him everywhere . No one even dared to sit with him during lunch in the cafeteria . Behind his back , everyone called him the ' Ugly Monster . ' One day , his deskmate asked to switch seats , saying that just seeing his face gave her nightmares . The teacher could only sigh and ask if anyone else was willing to sit beside him . His slender fingers were nervously scratching the edge of the desk , betraying his inner tension . Just as silence fell over the room and no one volunteered , I timidly raised my hand . At that moment , the class erupted in laughter . " Sir , just let Bridget sit with him ! " " A little trash - picker paired with an ugly monster - they're perfect for each other ! " Back then , my adoptive grandmother was still alive and she raised me by collecting Chapter 3 213 212 9:20 Thu , Oct 16 trash .