62. The Contract

"What is it that you want?" Damon’s voice echoes repeatedly in Lia's thoughts. "All I've ever yearned for is to own an art gallery," Lia contemplates. "What if I entertain Damon's proposal to marry? With that, I could realize my dream of having my own art space. I adore painting, and besides, he would amass even more wealth. The idea doesn't sound too shabby." As Lia weighed the unconventional proposition, her mind buzzed with conflicting thoughts. In a sudden surge of determination, she picked up her phone and dialed Damon's number. Damon, who had been pacing in his study, answered, "Lia, have you come to your senses? Are you ready to say yes?" Lia, with a hint of mischief in her tone, replied, "Well, Damon, I was thinking... What if I say yes, but with a little twist?" Damon, intrigued, questioned, "A twist? What are you up to, Lia?" A mischievous smile played on Lia's lips as she laid out her terms, "I'll say yes to this peculiar arrangement, but in return, I want something.”