"The extra four thousand is like tuition? You're just too cute for words. I'll go get it back from them," Deklyn said, transferring the money on the spot before he stumbled upstairs.
Oktober stood there for a moment, waiting for the heat on her face to subside before calling Tina, "Deklyn's back home now."
"Thank you."
"No worries, I wanted to help."
"I have high hopes for you," Tina said, glancing at the man who was about to walk in. "I've got something to deal with here, let's chat later. I'll treat you to a meal another day."
She flipped her phone face down and turned to Colvin, "Mr. Colvin, what's going on?"
"Fannie is setting up her own studio," Colvin showed her a photo. "She's already recruited two new artists, aiming to create an image similar to yours."
"Are you investigati
