“Tomorrow morning,” Ignatov finally said at least something.

I froze in anticipation.

- Tomorrow morning we will meet and discuss the terms of the contract. That's all I can offer you for now.

- Thank you, - everything seemed to go smoothly, but I could not stop trembling. Probably from relief that everything turned out quite well and I did not have to kneel and beg Ignatov.

I got up to leave. Ignatov also got up.

- Can you stay? Oleg suggested.

- Why? - if only he knew what efforts I put in not to break loose and run away from here, sparkling heels.

- I invite you.

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