Opposite each other at the table, they were seated relaxingly. And in the middle, there was the paper.
"What is this?" He bat an eye at the paper and implored her.
Bellona took the pen from the table and moved the paper towards him on the table. "Let's make a deal."
"Deal you mean?"
"Read it."
As she said so Preston gaped at her for a moment as if reading her eyes and then without looking at the paper he announced, "You want to sign a contract with me when I don't see any benefits I will be getting from it, why should I sign it?"
"You will." She protested. It took her time to come up with such an idea. She thought about it the whole night yesterday.