Would You Like To Sign The Contract Ch 1 소설 & 이야기

We signed a contract, and now he acts like it never happened. “Page 4, section 2, clause 4.2, if you need a reminder, Cassandra. You signed that contract, and it clearly states that you would be mine until your last breath,” he responded, his tone unyielding. A jolt of realization hit me hard.

he says, making me sigh. "Just. Sign. The Contract, Layla!" he says, looking at me, annoyed. "Fine!" I say, signing the contract and sliding it back to him. He grabs the pen, signs it as well, and places it on his copy machine. He puts it in a folder and puts it on his desk. "I'll have it notarized and hand you your copy soon; now, let's go," he says, grabbing my hand and helping me up.

Reluctantly, I walked over to his table and sat down quietly at the vacant chair. “Here’s your contract. Read it carefully. If you agree to my terms and conditions, then sign them. If you want to know something, please don’t hesitate to ask me,” he said in front of me. I followed what he said. I read the papers, and when I was satisfied, I immediately signed them. “Thank you for trusting my company. I will assure you this project will be fun and exciting!” he promised. He stood up to his chair and quickly raised his hand in front of me. Reluctantly, I did the same. I stood up and firmly gripped his hand for a handshake.

It ended as fast as lightning. He simply handed me the contract and a pen and asked for my signature on the dot. Geez no rush Mr Poopy Pants.. I looked through the contract and hesitated for awhile before signing. I mean, the consquences do scare me. I just hate getting involved with the government. I passed him back the contract and he nodded his head. He placed it on the table and extended his hand out. "Thank you." Woah, did his mood just change?

Legal words he didn't understand. Louis's head spun. "This is... I can't read all this." "You sign." Lorenzo's voice was calm. "We fix details later." "That's not how contracts work…" Louis protested. "You sign." Lorenzo shrugged instead. Louis grabbed the iPad. Signed without reading. Scrawled his name across twenty pages because if he stopped to think he'd lose his mind. "There." He shoved it back at Anya. "Done." Lorenzo smiled. "Good, after the contract is done, you…get fifty…dollars…millions . Now…"

I opened it immediately, scanning the contents. “Please sign this contract.” For a second, I just stared at the screen. Then a grin broke across my face. “Fuck yeah!” I pumped my fist into the air, energy surging through me. This was it. This was my chance. I would prove them all wrong. Every single one of them.

I instructed. “Bossy, even now.” I gave her a cold stare. “Ava.” “Fine, fine. I don't like it when you frown with my face." She clicked through the folders until the document appeared. “There, happy?” I scanned through the terms one last time, my eyes catching every clause out of habit even though I had read this contract more times than I could count. Everything was in order. “Sign at the bottom, where it says authorized signature.” “Do I just sign my own name? Won't that look strange since I'm supposed to be you?”

“I can see it.” That irritated me even more. He wasn’t wrong and he knew it. My hand clenched slightly at my side. For a moment, I considered walking out but I couldn’t. Not now. Not after everything. “Where’s the contract?” I asked finally . His smile widened slightly. “Good,” he said. “Maybe you are easier to work with than I thought.” I didn’t respond. I didn’t trust myself to. He handed me the papers. I barely glanced at them before signing. My signature was sharp, rushed, filled with anger I couldn’t show.

When Charlie placed our contract in front of me, I eagerly picked up a pen and was ready to sign my life away to him, no questions asked. “Whoa, we need to go through this together and make changes if either of us wants to negotiate,” He says as I'm about to sign the first page. “I trust you,” I tell him, assuming that's why he's stopping me from racing ahead. “It's not just about trust baby, this contract is an agreement that we both need to be happy with, not just me,” He explains, placing his hand over mine and bringing it back from the page. “There could be something in here that you may not agree with and I need to know before you give your full consent.”

He curled his lips. "Well done, girl." I felt sick to my stomach. He took a little step back and took out a sheet of thick paper and a smooth pen from a desk drawer. He slid it in my direction and added, "This is a simple contract." "Avoid legal terms. Just limits. You'll read it. Only if you wish to, will you sign. And you leave tonight without any questions if you decide to change your mind. I gazed at the document.