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from Japan." She looked at me, deep into my eyes. I felt like prey. She was hunting me with her eyes, her dark, black eyes. "Mr. Brown, I hope you understand the importance of prestige and good publicity. Your dear friend, Mr. Shui, has bad-mouthed you very much.” This lady knew everything about me. “He went to remarkable lengths to destroy you.  He said too much about you in the open market."
    I looked down as she talked about my faults. "I should go then," I whispered.
    "No, don't worry. Sit down." She waved her hand. She acted like she controlled my life. "You were given the job before I sent you an appointment time."
    I looked up with surprise. "What do you mean? I don't understand a single word you’re saying. What's going on here? You have all my information and now you’re saying I’m hired? Are you from the FBI or something?"
    "I’m offering you three hundred thousand."
    "But for what?" It wasn't the interview I had hoped for. She had offered me a job without talking about my abilities. And strangely, she had all my personal information. Things were not what they looked like. "Is there something you are hiding from me?"
    "The only catch is that you have to work from India." She turned away from me.
    "What? I can't go there. First, tell me who are you. And how did you know about my personal life?" It was time to get straight with this lady. She wasn't who she pretended to be. She had too much information about my life.
    "This is the prize to keep you away from my daughter." She dropped the binder on the table and stood up, looking directly into my eyes.
    "Daughter?" She confused me, big time.
    "Yes, Eva Clark. I'm her mother." She picked up her coffee mug and sipped with a sinister sound. "You know what, Nathan? I know what you will say next."
    “What?” I couldn’t understand what she was talking about.
    “You will say that you didn’t know me. And Eva didn’t tell you that she is daughter of a billionaire businesswoman.” She thumped her coffee mug on the table with such a force that some coffee spilled out of the mug. “But, I know. I know jerks like you very well.”
    "What?" I tried to stand up, but stumbled on the chair. I saved myself with the help of the table. "Are you Eva's mother? Damn." I looked around. I couldn't understand her motive or what she wanted from me, and why she wanted to keep me out of her daughter's life.
    "You are a bad person for her, Mr. Brown. She has suffered a lot in her life. And I don't want her to suffer any more. I can give you one million dollars, anything you want. But you will have to walk away from her life."
    I didn't know what to say. "But why?" Emotions flooded me, buried me under the pressure. I hadn't expected any of this. I didn't expect Eva's mother to be here, giving me an offer to get out of her life.
    "Because you are a curse to her life. How much money do you have in your bank account?" she opened her binder again. She opened a specific page. "Yes, Less than a grand. Do you know how much her shoes cost?"
    This was getting creepy. She even had my bank account details. Was I living in the 1930s or something? When anybody could see how much I have in my account by just visiting the bank?
    "Two grand. Do you think you can afford that much money for her shoes?"
    I couldn't believe the way she was acting. "What are you trying to do, Mrs. Clark? Make your daughter unhappy? What kind of mother are you?" I couldn't control my emotions. If she wasn't Eva's mother and a woman, I would have punched her already. But she was a woman, and I didn't know how to deal with her.
    "To save her from you." She waved her hands in frustration and sat back on the chair. "She  doesn't know what she is doing. If you think with  a calm head, you will understand. I have saved her from many troubles already, and I'm sick of saving her again and again."
    "Why are you doing this? I love her and she loves me." It was becoming harder for me to control my anger.
    "I'm her mother,