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.

Caiden’s prior cockiness had vanished entirely,

Joyce perked up, her

are shops over

turned to where Joyce directed, and sure enough, a series of storefronts came

gestured towards a shop in

a spot like that, I could definitely see us

experience of the opulent upper levels had set a high

favorite stories

a dismissive hand, her nose wrinkling at the pervasive, musty odor that filled

deeper into the busier part of the basement. They navigated a corner and

Joyce looked around, bewildered.

us to a damn restroom? We don’t need to use

announced, “Over there is the

the door was opened, the room was engulfed in darkness, an eerie silence pervading the

her elicited a sharp

“It’s full of trash!”

their screams echoing off the walls of the tight

unimpressed, merely rolled

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