The Moment I Stepped Into His World as the Fake Girlfriend, I Became the Real Prize novel Chapter 69

With his status, protecting her once wouldn't be a difficult task at all.

But she was just an escort. Why would he ever go out of his way to protect her?

"Your slap isn't worth a promise."

Sterling spoke with absolute superiority. He casually pulled out his phone, wired a massive transfer to her account, and didn't forget to add the note 'voluntary gift.'

Seeing the hundred thousand dollars hit her account, Elena almost choked.

He tossed out a hundred grand like it was pocket change. What a disgusting capitalist!

There were so many disgustingly rich capitalists in the world, why couldn't she just be one of them?

"This has to be the most expensive slap in history! If I'd known, I would've let her hit me a second time!"

Elena couldn't help but sigh in pure awe.

Sterling shot her a side-eye. "You're completely obsessed with money. You just got slapped across the face, and you're smiling like an idiot."

"Look at it this way. For someone of your status, taking a slap might feel like the end of the world... but do you have any idea how the real world works?"

Elena sat up perfectly straight, her expression turning dead serious. "Forget a hundred grand. If you offered normal people even a fraction of that for a slap, there would be a literal stampede of people fighting for the privilege!"

Sterling gave another curt "Hm." "So, think carefully about how you're going to apologize to Xavier when we get back."

"If he actually decides to hold a grudge over that slap you gave him, the price you'll pay is something you won't ever be able to afford."

Elena mindlessly twirled the cherry blossom branch, unable to tell the young man the truth.

His older brother Xavier might actually have some deeply hidden BDSM tendencies, considering every time she slapped him in the past, he seemed to get bizarrely turned on by it.

"Got it. I'll give him a very sincere apology. I just hope you can put in a good word for me."

She replied obediently. Sterling's gaze involuntarily drifted down to the flower branch she was playing with.

Suddenly, he leaned over, snatched the branch right out of her hand, and callously tossed it out the open window onto the street.

"Hey! My flower..."

"This branch doesn't suit you."

It would have been fine if she hadn't brought it up. The second she did, it reminded Sterling that Lydia had seen the fresh hickey on his neck.

He unconsciously reached up to touch his neck, the air inside the car plummeting to sub-zero temperatures.

If she hadn't sucked that mark into his skin, maybe the outcome today would have been completely different.

"Sterling, I'm just trying to care about you..."

"Say one more word, and I'm docking your pay."

Sterling turned his head, his dark puppy-dog eyes locking onto the girl as his lips parted. "Ten thousand dollars a word. Until it's all gone."

Okay then!

Elena smiled tightly, instantly slapping both hands over her mouth, aggressively signaling her absolute silence.

Judging by this nuclear reaction, the conversation between the Prince and his crush must have gone catastrophically wrong.

Getting caught in the crossfire was always a bad idea. He was in a foul mood, meaning anything she breathed would be used against her. Better to just mind her own business.