The Snake Billionaire's Keeper
Language: en
$10,000 a week, night shift only, job content is: Sleep. To get this god-tier job, I signed a contract with a huge penalty clause. The butler Alfred handed me a pure black eye mask, tone serious like giving last words: "Remember, no matter what Mr. Damien does to you, absolutely, absolutely do not open your eyes." "More importantly, do not let him know, you are awake." I clutched the eye mask, heart blooming with joy. Isn't it just playing dead? I'm an expert at this business!