A headache began to brew as multiple thoughts overwhelmed Charlotte’s mind at once. I shouldn’t be thinking about this right now. How I can afford my next meal is more important than men…

She had to figure out a way to earn some quick cash.

A sudden knock at the door snapped her out of her jumbled thoughts. “Miss, you haven’t slept, have you?” Mrs. Berry’s voice resounded from the other side of the door.

“No, I haven’t. Come in, Mrs. Berry,” Charlotte answered promptly.

The door swung open as Mrs. Berry entered with a few papers in her hand. “Miss, the kids will be leaving for the Sunflower Class’ spring trip tomorrow. We’ll have to sign this consent form and invoice, and make the payment at the kindergarten today. Are you going to do this yourself, or should I go instead?”

“You do it, please. My wounds still hurt, I need some more rest…” Charlotte grabbed her phone and was about to transfer money to Mrs. Berry. “How much is it?”

“It’s eight hundred per pax, so the total for all three of them is two thousand four hundred,” Mrs. Berry replied as she handed over the invoice.

Charlotte gaped at the papers before her eyes. What sort of kindergarten is this? Eight hundred per child for a mere school trip? Do they intend to bring the kids on a tour to outer space or something?

remainder of

Charlotte looked up

to hear her mumble. “I should go to the

away hurriedly and

plump woman’s back waddled off and disappeared from view. She felt guilty for having given only a thousand to Mrs. Berry to

home with an old shoe rack and a simple bookshelf from the thrift store.

the extra three

have sold her own jewelry to help

useless she herself had become. Mrs. Berry had been so faithfully looking after her and the children all

couldn’t live with this remorse for much longer. She flipped her laptop open

there. As long as she strived harder, there wouldn’t be a

food delivery

of the vacancies listed required her to have her own mode of transport. She no longer had a car, and couldn’t

any other job I can

She scanned through the

would go to unwind themselves in the music, have some drinks, socialize and play games, and perhaps

be on the same level as a nightclub as grand and flamboyant

would most likely have less nonsense

bump into shady people like the “Gigolo

this a shot! She quickly wrote up a resume and submitted it with a

grade and even won multiple international awards, she was confident that she could

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