Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

Chapter 97

Chapter 97:

“What the hell do you mean by that?”

Jerry folded his arms, his voice laced with a flat, impatient tone.

“Are you coming to check it out or not? If you’re not interested, I can just go.”

Reluctantly, the trio stifled their objections and trailed after him.

As they moved deeper, an unsettling feeling crept up on them.

Joyce edged closer to Katrina, her voice a nervous whisper.

“Mom, what is this place? Why are we wandering through a parking garage?” Katrina’s face grew troubled, her anxiety palpable.

They were supposed to be shown the 18th to 20th floors, yet here they were, in the basement.

had vanished entirely, his face

Joyce perked up, her voice

look! There are

and sure enough, a series of

gestured towards a shop in

like that, I

was less than enthusiastic. Her experience of the opulent upper levels had set a high bar

favorite stories are

nose wrinkling at the pervasive, musty odor

guiding them deeper into the busier part of the

Joyce looked around, bewildered.

a damn restroom? We don’t

a dimly lit area near the bathroom and announced, “Over there

darkness, an eerie silence pervading the air. Joyce

that greeted her elicited a sharp

“It’s full of trash!”

their screams echoing off the walls of the tight

merely

store restroom supplies. It’s dusty, and, unfortunately, roughly 100 square meters. The final offer stands, and you’ll have to make