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.

prior cockiness had vanished entirely,

Joyce perked up, her

look! There are shops

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

towards a shop in the

a spot like that, I could definitely see

experience of the opulent upper levels had set a high bar that this basement

favorite stories are on

a dismissive hand, her nose wrinkling at the pervasive,

Jerry maintained his brisk pace, guiding them deeper into the busier part of the basement. They navigated a corner and halted

Joyce looked around, bewildered.

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

dimly lit area near the bathroom and announced, “Over there is the space for

eerie silence pervading the air. Joyce paused, using

her elicited a

“It’s full of trash!”

their screams echoing off

merely rolled his

square meters. The final