Chapter 93 - I will spend my time in hell (2/2)

Thomas Park: ”40% for 90%.”

Me: ”10%.”

Thomas Park barks at me, ”25% and a treatment same level as the king. We can't go lower than that.”

I smirk at him. ”Deal.”

He is panting for air and looking at me with disbelief. ”I can't believe that I have agreed with 25%.”

”Neither me.” I tap my chin. ”We could go lower, I think. It's okay. But, I feel like donating to you scoundrels.”

”Tch!” He brings out some papers and writes something on it. ”There, our conversation is recorded. We will take away 25% of the shares of your wealth. When you die at the age of 91, you will spend 250 years of royal life in hell. Sign these with your blood after reading the content.”

He makes it sound like I will enjoy my life in hell. I reread the papers carefully. At least, these people aren't trying to scam me on papers. I bite my finger and drop the blood. The paper absorbs it. Then, my name appears on the paper on its own. Nice.

”We are done.” He collects the paper. ”It's been an honor. Please don't break the rules. I hope that we don't have to see each other again.”

I chuckle at this reaction. I am also no keen on dealing with the timekeepers again. He and I say goodbye. After he is gone, my family asks me what it's about. I tell them that I paid them a little to not bother us again.

”If I had known, I would have offered all my money earlier.” My father takes a sip from his coffee. ”All they need is money.”

I don't think that they would be attracted to what my father has. Let it be. I don't want to think much. Spending less time in hell is always a good idea unless it's better than heaven. ”It's okay. We still have more than enough.”

”I am just relieved that they would leave you alone.” My mother sighs.

”Money hungry bastards!” My brother didn't like it at all. ”How dare they take my little sister's hard-earned money?”

”Are you my brother who was asking for the car?” I roll my eyes. ”You didn't care about it back then.”

”I am your family member, your blood.” He pinches my cheek. ”Kyuri, don't travel in time again. Live without making troubles, alright? We don't want to lose you.”

I nod obediently. I don't have any intention of traveling in time either.