You're a poor little girl who's lost everything and has no money. You have to do things to get money, like this deal with Emyr.

"You've made up your mind about the deal." You could feel his cold gaze as cold as his voice. His voice immediately welcomes you when you enter the expensive hotel room. You stopped not far from him; he was currently lighting his cigarette. After he lit the light, he sat down on his chair and, at the same time, placed a bowl of ice cubes on the table.

"Each ice cube that can be inserted," he pointed at you with a grin, "is worth a million."