The Female Lead Is A Lesbian

Arthur was taken aback by Zoey's sudden change in demeanor. He shivered at her blood l.u.s.t but, tired his best to keep himself composed. Arthur sat up straight and still kept a smile on his face as he spoke, "First things first, can I please see the other jewelry you want to sell?" Zoey nodded and reached into her right pocket and pulled out the opal, amethyst ring, the rose quartz, and the emerald and sat them on the table.

She then reached down the front of her hoodie making Arthur blush as she pretended to dig around in her shirt. She then pulled out the jade bracelet and the sapphire necklace and sat them on the table as well. Arthur was shocked at what he saw, almost all the jewelry had some unique trait making them extremely beautiful and valuable. Arthur stared in shock at the jewelry, with his mouth slightly agape and eyes wide, and slowly lifted his head to look at Zoey.

Zoey still sat cross-legged but, now one of her hands held her head as her elbow rested on the couch armrest, as her other arm still crossed itself over her c.h.e.s.t. Zoey still had a malicious smirk and said, "You look like a guy who's girlfriend just handed him a positive pregnancy test." "*A-AHEM*," Arthur shook his head and cleared his throat loudly. His face turned slightly pink with embarrassment when suddenly a ringing came from his right pocket.

Arthur pulled out a black keypad phone and put it to his ear while holding his hand up in an apologetic way while also saying 'hold on'. Zoey looked at Arthur and nodded lightly in response. She then proceeded to lightly cup her hand to her ear in an attempt to listen in to the call. Arthur was too absorbed in his call so he didn't notice and continued to talk. Zoey was able to hear a cold manly voice on the other line.

#?: Hmm, from the camera she doesn't look like much and she doesn't look like she knows the real value of her product. Just offer her two million we'll make at least six times that by selling them.#

#Arthur: Yes sir, understood.#

#?: Oh and keep me on the line the sound quality of the camera is terrible.#

#Arthur: Yes sir.#

Zoey who had listened to all of this became slightly angry, she would've gone with at least four million and she could understand that's how a businessman is supposed to act and negotiate. But to discuss it while she was right there and to even look down on her in such a way ticked her off. Arthur looked up at Zoey who stared at him with a sharp gaze and quickly put the phone down in the table.

He cleared his throat again and said, "*Ahem* Sorry for that, it was my boss making you an offer. How does two million sound?" Zoey was silent for a minute and when she finally spoke it was in a cold tone, "Arthur let me ask you a question, do I look young?" Arthur was confused again but, still responded nicely, "Uh, yes, you seem like a very sweet young lady." Zoey continued, "How old do I look to you?"

Arthur's confusion grew even larger and he arched an eyebrow when he responded, "If I had to take a guess I would believe you too be at least sixteen years of age." Zoey responed with a slight chuckle, "*haha* You know I'm almost six foot seven and that's definitely taller than the average woman. I don't know whether it was just some messed up genetics or just a once in a blue moon thing but, I was one of the handfuls of women who can reach the top shelf without a step stool. And I honestly thought, *ha*, that made me look older than I was. But I have to guess that it's probably my face that betrays me. So, based on all of this and the fact you think I'm sixteen I have to ask you this. Do I look that dumb and naive?"

Arthur was taken aback by Zoey's question and asked with a concerned and slightly offended tone, "Miss I have never thought of you like that. Why would you even assume something like that? I even answered all of your questions honestly. So tell me what I have done to anger you.?" Zoey uncrossed her legs and leaned forward while clasping her fingers together and resting her elbows on her legs. She glared at Arthur and said, "First off, I'm not angry, if I was I would throw a couple f.u.c.ks and shits here and there. No, I'm mildly pissed and also I'm not assuming anything I know you're trying to screw me over. I know that your boss, whoever he or she is can easily make six times what you're trying to offer me. I know my product and as a wise woman called Meghan said once 'I might be young, but I ain't stupid, talking around in circles with your tongue'. So are you gonna take this and me seriously or should I take my business elsewhere?"

Arthur flinched and suddenly his phone rang again, it took a second for Arthur to answer it as he was still in shock. When he finally picked it up his voice was slightly quivering,

#Arthur: H-hello.#

#?: My, my this girl is interesting. I hung up and called you back as soon as she was done talking. Offer her nine million and continue to keep me on the line.#

#Arthur: Yes.#

Arthur sat the phone at the table and looked at Zoey with a nervous and apologetic look and sweat starting to form slightly on the side of his head. However he still managed to smile despite Zoey's killer aura and said, "My boss and I apologize if we insulted you. It honestly wasn't our intention so we would like to make another offer. How does nine million sound?" Zoey stared at him for a bit and smiled but, still producing a frightening blood l.u.s.t. She smiled even wider and said, "Sure, that sounds great but...."

Arthur gulped and asked, "B-but, what?" Zoey replied malicously, "There are just a few things I want also as an apology. One, thirty percent of the profit you make by selling my product. Two, the clerk I talked too investigated and fired, I believe he's done things like this and maybe even worse. Also, his snarky and bitchy attitude is bad for business so even if he did nothing I'm helping you either way. This is all I ask."

Arthur had only been with Zoey for a small while but, he could no longer be any more shocked or petrified by Zoey's attitude. He sighed and picked up the phone and put it to his ear,

#?: *AHAHAHA*, This girl is so, so interesting. *hah* Alright, accept her conditions only if she accepts to cooperate with us and only brings her product here for us to sell.#

#Arthur: Yes sir.#

Arthur put the phone down once again and sighed through his nose as he smoothed his hair back. He cleared his throat and said, "*Ahem* Miss my boss is willing to agree to both but, he has a condition of his own." Zoey raised a brow and said, "Oh?" Arthur continued, "He will agree as long as you promise to cooperate with us and sell your product here and here only." Zoey smirked and said, "In that case if he wants me to cooperate then I'll need at least fifty percent profits for everything I sell instead of thirty." Arthur sighed again and put the phone to his ear,

#?: Agree.#

#Arthur: Really sir?#

#?: Did I stutter, accept it.#

Arthur gulped at his boss's harsh tone and without taking the phone away from his ear he beamed to Zoey, "Ah it seems my boss is delighted to accept your offer we'll just need your bank account information and we'll transfer the money to your account and send you the details of the sales soon." Zoey who still listened in on the phone calls was confused why the owner accepted her wishes so easily but, decided to brush it off. Zoey only nodded in response as she was getting tired of their back and forth. She quickly exchanged her bank information and the nine million was deposited into her account.

Zoey's mouth watered at the money she just earned and she shook hands with Arthur before walking out of the room.

Arthur waited until Zoey was a distance away before hanging up the phone and walking to the right side of the room. He walked toward the wall and stood in front a sections that wasn't illuminated by any light and pushed his hand against it. It pushed in with a slight creak and inside was a dark hallway and at the end of that hallway was a pale glow on the wall.

Arthur walked to the end of the hall and where Daniel Fang sat in a black leather chair staring at computer screen that showed a live camera feed of the previous room.

Daniel Fang was the owner of the jewelry store and many others successful businesses. Making him a very rich successful man and one of the most eligible bachelors. He had fairly long platinum blonde hair that was tied in a low ponytail, pale and piercing icy blue eyes, a triangle face shape, a muscly body, and fair ivory skin.

Daniel wore a grey suit with a white button up shirt along with a dark blue pocket square and black designer leather shoes. He sat with his hands clasped together and while he leaned back into his chair. He had a beautiful heart stopping smile on his face but, Arthur felt an unsettling feeling travel through his body. And after his talk with Zoey, Arthur did not need a lot more of unsettling feelings as he was already very close to an early grave.

Arthur took a handkerchief out of his pocket and dabbed away at the sweat on his head.

He sighed again, "Sir, may I ask. Just what is going through your head? At first you just wanted to buy her jewelry and get her out of here as fast as possible. Now she makes a sudden offer and without further negotiation you accept. Not to be rude but, have you really gone insane?"

Daniel turned to Arthur and laughed, "*Hahahaha* I have not gone insane my dear Arthur. I an merely interested in this girl and her business. Her jewelry is worth a lot and rare and she seems to have a way or a source where she can obtain more. Also she has a cut throat attitude you'd see in most business people but, she's also very crude, ill mannered, and has a poor appearance. Yet she has access to such high quality goods. Have someone follow her and look into her identity."

Arthur could only sigh loudly in response, "*SIGH* Yes sir." Arthur quickly took out his phone and began to dial, though a cloud of uncertainty hung over his head as he could feel that that trying to mess with Zoey would end horribly.

(Outside of the room)

Zoey who had walked out the door stretched her arms over head and slightly g.r.o.a.n.e.d. Then she clenched her hands and said to herself, "Ah, so much money I forgot what it felt like to earn so much at a time." She straightened herself and stuck her hands in her pockets and walked back to the front of the store. With an air of confidence she walked passed the rude male clerk without bothering to spare him a glance.

She walked to the front of the counters and headed for the door. She then felt someone grab her arm and grip it tight. Zoey turned around to see Melissa red-faced and gripping her arm tightly. Melissa yelled at Zoey, "Hey, what happened back there! Why do you look so smug?! Did they actually pay you for that tiny stone?! How much did you get?!"

Zoey swiftly shook off her hand and glared at her. She coldly said, "Miss Yang what I've done back there is none of your business. Also, I am not smug, once again that's not any of your business either way. Also aren't you the one who's being smug or at least you were when I first got here. You insulted me and made baseless accusations against me. Now you are acting very arrogant and audacious. You don't have any right to order me around and ask about my private business. You also act like you're a V.I.P and try to insult me for being 'poor' when it, AGAIN, it doesn't even concern you and shouldn't even bother you. All the while you can't afford to be on here in the first place or would you like everyone to know why you can't afford anything despite coming from an extremely wealthy family."

Melissa clenched her jaw and fists and could only spit out a strained, "Y-You!" Zoey released an oppressive aura again and glared at her and Melissa's face paled, "W-what, this girl never talked back to me before now it's like she's a completely different person." Melissa thought to herself as her face paled and her palms started to sweat in fear. Melissa stepped back away from Zoey and Zoey just laughed slightly through her nose.

"Hmph, little punk, " Zoey thought and she walked out the store, leaving Melissa standing there. Meanwhile, Melissa cursed in her mind, "Damn you, Zoey Chang! I'll pay you back for this humiliation just you wait!"

"*ACHOO* That little chihuahua mustn't have learned her lesson if she's talking shit about me again," Zoey muttered.

Suddenly her phone buzzed in her pocket and she took it out. She smiled at the number and putting her phone to her ear sang a cheery, "Hello my sweet, precious, little honeybun."