Love Contract

"That's easy for you to say, but can you find him?" Jazlyn said resentfully.

"I'm sure I can find him somehow. His home is there, and I don't think it will move. But I am afraid I cannot meet him in person," Lucas said genuinely.

"You're talking nonsense again!" Jazlyn kicked Lucas.

Aisha pursed her lips and said to Lucas, "If you can find his house, I'll go see him."

The following day, the three of them managed to find Archer's family house. It was in the richest neighborhood in Manhattan. It was in the Fifth Avenue in the upper east district known as the "Golden Coast" of New York City.

"Damn! They also live in Fifth Avenue, yet they're so wealthy! What about us? The gap between their wealth and ours is huge!" Jazlyn sighed helplessly.

"Of course, if his house is at the famous Fifth Avenue, you can't compare with him." Lucas shook his head. "The formation of the Upper East rich neighborhood started from the Fifth Avenue. Needless to say,

his family definitely has a rich background. Moreover, everyone who lives there has 'aristocratic faces'. Think about it. If an apartment is expensive, his family lives in a villa! No, scratch that. They live in a manor! It's just a little bit smaller than the White House."

"A manor!" Jazlyn's eyes lit up. "I wanna live in a manor, too!"

Lucas rolled his eyes and asked, "How about a villa?" "Why? Do you have one?" Her eyes glinted expectantly as she stared at Lucas.

"My family owns one." Lucas gave her honeyed smile.

"Humph! A manor is ten times better!" she enviously said. Later, when she went to Lucas's family house, she realized that the villa was just a little smaller than the White House, too.

"If that's the case, I won't have any chance to be with Archer." Aisha grabbed a bowl of instant noodles and began to eat, oblivious of how she appeared.

"You can't just say that! Archer loves you, and he's not a little kid who still depends on his family. He will definitely fight for the two of you. Don't worry!" Lucas comforted her with a gentle pat on the back.

"Then I guess I have no choice but to try my best." Aisha smiled nonchalantly, but pain and sadness was still apparent in her eyes.

Over the next three days, the three of them strolled near the gate of Archer's manor every day to observe the enemy and prepare for their night infiltration.

"I noticed that the gate of the manor is the most heavily guarded, and the back door is full of guards as well. If you want to get in, your only choice is to break in from the side," Lucas said. "We should all go in together, and then-"

'Tm going in alone," Aisha interrupted coldly.

"What are you talking about?" Jazlyn said with a gaped mouth, "Boss, it's too dangerous to go alone! Archer's father has always desired to kill you! If you go in by yourself, you're going to put yourself in danger!"

"Even if we all go in together, we'll all just inevitably die. Why would you sacrifice your lives for that?" Aisha shrugged, crouched and put on a lighter pair of shoes. "I'll go in and take a look tonight. Don't worry about me, I happen to be very lucky. I'm not going to fail."

"Then, be careful, boss!" Jazlyn was aware of how stubborn Aisha was, so she didn't try to change her mind anymore.

At night, every guard inside No. 16 Manor on Fifth Avenue was patrolling the premises of the manor dutifully. Under the brilliant moonlight, a figure entered the manor from the left side, jumping above the fence Using a high-tech device, she managed to disable the alarms installed there. Thankfully, she was able to enter the manor without any trouble.

When she sneaked into the yard, she noticed that there were too many rooms. Aisha wondered which room was Archer's.

When she was about to figure it out, the door of the main building opened all of a sudden. A maid, carrying a dinner tray in her hands stepped out, shaking her head with a sigh. Aisha's intuition told her that Archer was definitely there.

She carefully approached the building, hiding behind the cover of the trees to get closer. Then, she scouted every floor by peering through the windows.

"Bang!"

Aisha was standing at the edge of the windowsill on the third floor when she heard the thundering sound of a door being slammed. It was followed by Archer's enraged growl. He must be upstairs!

Aisha's eyes glinted with hope. She grabbed onto the window sill with. one hand, and stuck the suction stone that she brought onto the wall with her other hand. Afterwards, she slowly climbed to the fourth floor. She peered into the window and found Archer alone in his room. Her eyes welled up with tears as she gently knocked on the window.

"Who's there?" Archer was lying on the bed when he turned his head to the window and saw a little head and a pair of beautiful eyes, spying from behind the window. He called out her name with caution, "Aisha!" Archer was exhilarated. He stumbled out of his bed and crept to the window, slowly opening it for her.

Consequently, Aisha jumped into the room, and asked, "How are you doing? Why does it seem like you're not in good spirits?"

Archer embraced her tightly and said, "I'm so glad to see you! I'm really sorry that I made you worry about me!

"I'm okay." Aisha felt a lump in her throat. "I'm delighted to see you, too, Archer! By the way, I've been relieved of my duty. I'm going to be relocated to A City to be a police officer. Do you want to come with me?"

An awkward silence filled the room. Archer didn't know how to answer her question. She felt her heart sink into her chest, and she asked, "Don't you want to leave?"

"Of course, I do!" He held her even

tighter, like he could almost squeeze her and absorb her body into his own. "But I'm afraid I can't leave . Over the past few days, my father has been slipping drugs into my food and drinks. Every time I take them, I feel so feeble that I can't even walk out of the door! You don't know how much I've wanted to get out of here and go to see you... II

"How could this happen?" Aisha carefully looked at Archer's face and noticed that he looked so exhausted and haggard.

"I will not compromise. My mother has already been moved by me." Archer smiled at her. "Nobody can separate us." "Do you think it's worth it?"

"Stop asking such foolish questions."

The lovers were intimately embracing each other in silence.

However, with a loud thud, the door was kicked open. Instinctively, Archer hid Aisha behind him. Then, he saw his father enter the room, leading several bodyguards who were each holding a gun. "You're quite skilled for a woman, aren't you? Do you know that we can shoot you since you're an intruder?"

Aisha glowered at Archer's father. The father and his son looked very much alike. How come their personalities were extremely different?

"Father, are you planning to kill me too?" Archer sneered.

"No, you'll be fine."

"Oh? Is that so?" With a devilish smile and sharp eyes, Archer stretched out his arm and pointed a small pistol at his father.

"Archer, no!" Aisha screamed and quickly tapped around her waist, searching for her gun. Sure enough, it was gone. When did he manage to take her gun without her knowledge?

"Do you think you can take us all down with that measly gun?" Archer's father scoffed.

Archer's hands were slightly trembling because of the effects of the drugs, but he couldn't surrender now.

"Father, I can't bring myself to kill you, but I can definitely kill myself!" Archer suddenly pointed the gun at his temple, and roared, "Let her go! Otherwise, you're going to have two corpses on your hands!"

"Archer, stop!" Aisha sobbed. She had nothing left to ask for, now that a man could sacrifice his life for her. A distant memory flashed through her mind. Several years ago, when she bumped into a man on a street in New York City, she was greeted with a light kiss. Her

hat fell off, and she saw through her hair, a fascinating face. It was Archer!