Chapter 3The Billionaire's Sleep Consultant

The head butler told me I was starting tonight.

"The young master hasn't slept a wink in three days."

"Why can't your young master sleep?" I asked cautiously.

The butler suddenly stopped walking. "You don't need to know that, and please do not ask the young master."

As he showed me the layout of the mansion, he went over the rules, ending with a stern warning.

"Miss Davis, please strictly adhere to professional ethics. Know what you are allowed to do, and what you absolutely cannot do."

"You may coax the young master to sleep, but you may not sleep with the young master."

"The young master has already chased away several young women with ulterior motives."

"If you are thrown out, do not expect the Vance family to show any mercy."

"I wish you success."

...

Arthur Vance's bedroom was at the very end of the third floor. Not even moonlight reached it.

It was incredibly gloomy.

Rumors said that Arthur Vance, the meticulously groomed heir to the Vance empire, had been ruined by his stepmother.

Years ago, in a horrific car accident, Arthur's biological mother and their driver were killed instantly.

Arthur, who was in the same car, barely survived and spent over six months bedridden recovering.

But in those short six months, his father had already remarried, and the new stepmother had even moved into his deceased mother's bedroom.

The son who survived completely changed. The once gentle, brilliant golden boy became dark, isolated, and highly volatile.

He also developed a bizarre condition where he was entirely unable to fall asleep after dark.

The previous Sleep Consultants hired for him either had impure intentions or terrible skills.

In short, every single one failed.

After getting the job offer, I immediately pulled out my phone and crammed on all the Vance family gossip.

Who knew how much of it was true and how much was fake?

Whatever. I'm here now, might as well make the best of it.

I took a deep breath and knocked on the massive wooden door.

$10,000, here I come.