Mhalee's POV
I brought along the mischievous child to our place. She didn't seem scared even though I live in an informal settlement with many people. She seemed delighted even though our place is chaotic. This kid's a bit of a nutcase. I don't know what her deal is in life. Are rich people like this? My boss doesn't seem like this.
"I think it's fun here." The child said with a smile while looking around.
"It's chaotic here. Later, there might be people killing each other." I tried to scare her.
"Really, sis? I want to see." She said happily, seemingly unfazed by what I said. She's really crazy. I don't know if I should be scared or if she should be.
After a while, we passed by some men drinking, and they offered me a drink, but I refused.
"No, thank you." I said, but the mischievou
