Chapter 265 - How Much Do You Charge? (2/2)

”Oh sorry, you don't speak Cantonese?” the woman asked in English.

Emerson smiled and simply nodded his head. He then paid for the octopus card and headed for his platform.

As he reached the gates, he fumbled a little with his wallet and dropped it on the ground.

Just as he leaned over to pick it up, a long slender hand reached out and picked it up for him.

”You need to be careful. There are many pickpockets on the metro. You should put your wallet away carefully before boarding,” a sweet voice warned in English as she handed him back his wallet.

Emerson heard the perfectly spoken English and expected to see a foreigner of some sort, but was surprised when he lifted his head and looked into a pair of oriental eyes. The woman that picked up his wallet had a surgical mask and a cap on her head, so only her eyes were exposed, but he could tell that she was of Asian descent.

”Thank you,” he replied thankfully in English as he quickly put his wallet away.

”You're welcome,” the young woman replied with a smile in her eyes.

She then pointed to the platforms, ”Do you know where you're going?”

Emerson nodded, ”I am going to The Peak.”

The young woman smiled after confirming that he knew what he was doing and began to walk away. At that moment, her phone rang and she quickly picked it up, ”Hello?”

”I decided to take the metro...Yes, I'm fine...I'll be back soon. OK, I'll be careful...” she said on the phone in Cantonese.

Emerson gathered from what he heard that she was a local. He wasn't actually a tourist, but he was glad to see a well-spoken and friendly local helping someone that they thought was a tourist. Running his casino, he often heard his guests complain that Hong Kong people were rude and not very friendly. So, he felt fascinated by this woman. If someone like her could work for him, that would be great.

With this thought, he quickly chased after her but realized she was running for a train.

In a panic, he tapped on her shoulder just as the doors of the train opened and said when she looked at him, ”Miss, can I hire you?”

The woman looked at him with confusion as she stepped onto the train. What did he mean?

Emerson knew he didn't have much time to explain everything, so he blurted, ”Can I have your number? How much do you charge?”

The woman furrowed her brows and slight anger appeared in her eyes. How much did she charge?

Some of the other passengers looked her up and down and snickered.

That was when Emerson realized his words sounded a little inappropriate...

In a panic to explain himself, he quickly jumped onto the train just as the doors closed. But, his suitcase got caught and he stumbled forward, pushing the woman against the other side of the train. Before he knew it, he felt his lips press firmly against hers.

Even though she was wearing a surgical mask, he could feel the softness of her lips underneath and his heart raced a little...