Chapter 141 Tatiana
- I almost don’t want to ask, but we’re going to be stuck with each other for a while, so I might as well keep the conversation flowing. “How’s that?”
- “Work for me,” he tells me. “Be my private driver. I’ll put you on salary.”
- Salary? Driver? Is he kidding? The only people I could imagine having a driver would be some super rich businessman or a mafia boss, and Michael doesn’t look like either.