"How are you?" Andrew asked Grace when they reached his hotel after conveying her from her photoshoot."So tired. I've been caught up with a lot of projects.tiring that I want to give up because there's barely a rest, but I remember this was my dream before so there's no giving up."He nodded and s
In curiosity, he drove faster until he was able to reach where he was.His eyes squinted upon seeing him kneeling in front of a group of men, hands tied behind him, while two huge men in black were holding him in both of his shoulders. He marked the car a little far from them, making sure that he
Jerik's forehead creased as he confusedly looked at him. "What are you saying there?""I'm here for you, I told you I followed you because I need something from you. I will pay your debt, whatever it costs, but I want you to be my spy.""What? Spy!? Hahaha are you crazy? Where are we in a movie? A
"So, what am I going to do?" Jerik asked as he sat there in front of Andrew's table.As soon as he paid off his debt, he went back to him to talk about what he needed to do. Even though he thought of not coming back anymore and tricking this young guy, too, but he figured that he had given him the
"I got an invitation. It's a dinner party, and the whole crew is invited so I need to attend.""Why do you look like you don't want to attend?"With that question, she looked at him with a huge frown on her face, finally revealing what she was truly feeling. "There's this old guy who keeps on bothe
The only difference now was his body became larger and he looked more trustworthy than he was before.He looked at himself in the mirror, and he was reminded of what he was before and how hard it was to look for a job that would accept a frail, desperate, and poor man like him. He went in the hote
He was stuck. He didn't know what to do to get out of the kitchen without being too suspicious and without getting in the old man's nerves.Until now that the party was starting, he was still stuck inside the kitchen, inhaling all the smoke from what they were cooking. Mr. Yang kept on going in an
His phone vibrated, and it was a message from Grace. "I just finished singing. Everything's fine so far, time for dinner."He was relieved. Maybe it was just his paranoia kicking in, but there wasn't really anything bad that was going to happen. After all, it would be impossible to do something in