Eighteen: Terms and conditions

"What nonsense is that?" I couldn't help but sigh at the man in front of me, causing the few people there to look slightly at us.

    "The terms and conditions are in this envelope. You'll have your signature here, just like what our EIC told us. We will provide the contract–"

    "I won't sign that." The man just shrugged. He even managed to swallow the food in front of him.

    This will be a hard drive. All my patience was exhausted in the nooks and crannies of this man's personality.

    I took a deep breath — over and over, before turning into the man. "What do you want? You clearly told my boss that you are already accepting the offer, but you will not sign this 'contract'? How low can you go, Mr. Carter? This is just unprofessional!"

    He folded his hands and laid them on the table before looking at me. "How low can I go. . . Avery, how low can I go for you?"

    I froze in my place, I didn't even