Contract for a Child

“—I’d say you’ve gone mad, but I think you know that yourself,” Véra is furious. I look at my sister, not knowing what to say.
—Maybe you should still say something? What idiot convinced you to agree to this?
—They pay well for it…— I mumble in my defense.
—And what now? We have to go to a VIP room in the zone so that some embezzling minister can leave an heir?”