Jaden didn't even hesitate.
"No."
Luna grinned. "Alright, how about 600 thousand dollars a year? All you have to do is cook for me."
Jaden shook his head. "Still no."
Luna upped the ante. "Fine, 2 million dollars."
"No."
Finally, in frustration, Luna joked, "What if I use my looks as a bargaining chip?"
Jaden smirked. "Uhm, nope."
Luna laughed, giving up on the idea altogether. With her arms full of veggies and eggs, and Jaden holding a duck in one hand and a pumpkin in the other, they strolled down the garden path, quietly chatting. The scene looked like something straight out of a peaceful, rustic painting.
Meanwhile, Linda stood hidden in the shadows of the nearby grove, clutching a plastic bag, her eyes burning with anger. She had been watching them for a while. From the moment she arrived, she saw Jaden and that woman wandering the vegetable patch together. Jaden was opening water bottles for her, wiping her sweat, and showing her how to pick vegetables.
