Chapter 43 - 43: Only Goddess Could Match You Ms. Green

But Ryan Sampson didn't sound like he was kidding. She was just a high school student. He wouldn't have come over to make fun of her, would he?

Pearson was not a rich man. He would like to spend so much money to ask her to sing. Was her song that important to him?

It occurred to her that she had been to KTV with Pearson once before in her former life.

It was the first time she had ever gone to KTV. Previously, when her friends invited her, she had always refused for fear of giving others trouble. When Pearson invited her that day, she was going to refuse.

"I've booked a lovely little room, and there are no steps. It's perfect. It took me ages to find it. Please come!"

"I really want to go singing, but no one wants to go with me!" Pearson said, with a sad look on his face, giving her big cow eyes.

Not being able to stand his pleas, Sophia had to agree.

Pearson had driven her to KTV. When they got there, she found that this KTV was designed accessibly: there were no steps, just gentle ramps. It was very convenient for wheelchair users.

It seemed that this KTV was newly opened. The decoration was still new, and the smell of new paint could still be smelt.

As she entered, a waiter came running over to help push the wheelchair. She could do it herself, but the waiter insisted on pushing her, adding that it was his pleasure and that the boss would deduct his salary if he didn't. Since he had said that, Sophia had to agree.

On the ground floor, there was a door with the words "Goddess Hall" written on it. The waiter pushed Sophia and stopped in front of the room.

Sophia was confused, "Isn't it just a little karaoke room?"

The waiter smiled, "It is! We just named it grandly."

Pearson stepped forward to open the door, laughing, "Only 'Goddess' could match you, Ms. Green."

The room was spacious. All the furnishings were set in horizontal, and there was a lot of space in front of the facilities. Her wheelchair was free to move around the room, and she could use any facility, without any hindrance.

The waiter pushed Sophia to the stage and left. The chair in front of the stage had been removed, and Sophia's wheelchair could park there. It was easy for her to operate.

She didn't know many songs, and she knew that she was not very good at singing. She was embarrassed and asked Pearson to choose songs for himself.

"You choose first. I want to hear you sing!" Pearson went to the stage, "Which one do you like?"

Sophia chose several songs at random. Pearson also picked a few.

"Sing!" Pearson said, giving the microphone to Sophia.

Sophia cleared her throat and sang.

Pearson was shocked and then laughed with his hand over his belly.

"It's awful." Albert honestly appraised, "Ms. Green, your voice… is painful!"

Sophia agreed. She didn't want to torture Pearson's ears anymore. So, she just handed the microphone to him, "You sing!"

Pearson didn't take it, "You keep singing. Though it's terrible…" He smiled, "I love it!"

Sophia decided that Pearson must have a peculiar taste in music to invite her to sing. The worse it was, the more he loved it, it seemed. A taste that only belonged to him.

After all, good singers were easy to find, but it was not easy to find someone who sang so badly, like her.

She felt bad for him if this was the case.

"Fine. I'll sing for him," Sophia said, "but I won't take any money."

With her knowledge of Pearson, she thought, though he may be a boss, he was just at the start of his career. This much money for one song was certainly not a small sum for him, and although she was short of money, she couldn't let him pay so much.

When Pearson was her assistant, she didn't help him very much. So this time, she would do him a small favor.

Ryan was in a quandary, "You don't want money? What do you want? How about... we offer you a good job in our company when you graduate from college?"

"No." Sophia shook her head, "I don't want anything."

When she graduated from high school, she could figure out a way to work and make money. For her, making money was not a difficult thing.

This made Ryan feel even more awkward. If Sophia had wanted more money, he could satisfy her. Pearson had plenty of money. As long as he could please the boss, he didn't care how much money it would cost.

But she didn't want money… What should he do?

"It's up to me to choose the time!" Sophia continued, "Let's make it this Friday after school. School finishes a little earlier on Fridays. The location shall be the KTV next to the school, where I met Mr. Pearson last time.

Ryan hesitated, unable to raise any objections, and agreed, "Well, I'll tell Mr. Pearson."

After Sophia left, Ryan called Albert Pearson and explained the situation.

"Time is not a problem… But does she really want no money?" Albert didn't believe it, "What does she want?"

Ryan hesitated and said, "Could it be that she fell in love with you the last time you met? Maybe she wants to have the opportunity to…"

Albert said nothing.

Ryan continued, "She is pretty cute and nineteen this year. I mean, she is an adult. If you like her, you could definitely take her out. Since she sings so well, you could even make her a singer if you like."

"I don't like younger girls." Albert replied faintly.

After hanging up the phone, Ryan couldn't help saying to himself, "You might change your mind about that."

After all, he knew his boss was very attractive to girls. He thought that the reason Sophia refused to take the money must be to make a good impression on Pearson and then pursue him.. He hoped it worked: maybe it would help cheer his boss up and put him in a better mood.