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.

they progressed, Caiden’s prior cockiness had vanished entirely, his face

Joyce perked up, her voice slicing through

look! There are shops

directed, and sure enough, a

gestured towards a

spot like that, I could definitely see

Katrina’s response was less than enthusiastic. Her experience of the opulent upper levels had set a high bar that this basement

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nose wrinkling at the pervasive, musty

the busier part of the basement. They navigated a corner and halted abruptly at the end of

Joyce looked around, bewildered.

to a damn restroom?

dimly lit area near the bathroom and announced, “Over there is the space for your shop.” He then proceeded to unlock the

was engulfed in darkness, an eerie silence pervading the air. Joyce

her elicited a

“It’s full of trash!”

their screams echoing off the walls of

merely rolled

supplies. It’s dusty, and, unfortunately, roughly 100 square meters. The final offer stands, and you’ll have to make your decision today, or it’s