Chapter 3 Is 100,000 Enough

Lavinia fell on the quilt, trying to suppress herself from crying.

The smell of cologne from the man was still on the quilt.

The other half of the bed was cold, so he should have left long ago or never stayed here for the night.

Lavinia wrapped herself in sheets, got up and opened the closet next to it. There were only a few men's shirts, which should belong to the man. The tags were all on them, and she took the thickest one and put it on.

Lavinia went downstairs to pick up the bag, quickly changed into jeans that were taken off yesterday. Glad that she still put it in her bag. And then she quickly left this place.

She made a hard call and took the taxi and went straight to the sales office. After entering the door, she ignored the looks of her colleagues and went directly to Manager Jack's office.

"JACK! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! "Lavinia gave a kick to get the chair away at his desk, and she angrily stood there looking at him.