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.

cockiness had vanished entirely, his face

up, her voice slicing

are shops over

gazes collectively turned to where Joyce directed, and sure enough, a

a shop

like that, I

experience of the opulent upper levels had set

favorite stories are on

wrinkling at the pervasive,

pace, guiding them deeper into the busier part of the basement. They navigated a corner and halted abruptly

Joyce looked around, bewildered.

to a damn restroom? We don’t need to

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

was opened, the room was engulfed in darkness, an eerie silence pervading the air. Joyce paused, using her

sight that greeted her elicited

“It’s full of trash!”

off the walls

unimpressed, merely

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 your