"Dr. Sanford, the boss asked me to pass this to you." The bodyguard handed a check to Zoe.

Zoe accepted the cheque and glanced at the number written on it, before snorting.

"How generous of him! We slept together for one night and he is giving me five million." She set the cheque on the table with a bitter smile. "Apart from this cheque, did he tell you anything else?"

The bodyguard shook his head.

Zoe's heart ached as she thought to herself, "Who exactly does Elliot think I am?! A prostitute? He just pays me off after sleeping with me! I suppose the only difference is that I'm getting paid way more than a prostitute would!"

Zoe gritted her teeth and threw a medical book on the ground. "Does he know what it means to respect someone?"

"Dr. Sanford, he already gives you enough respect. Otherwise, you wouldn't even get a penny out of this," the bodyguard said expressionlessly.

"That's just because I am still useful to him!" she shouted, red-eyed.

"If it wasn't for that, he