My business hadn't even started yet but as soon as I entered my office, I noticed the files of clients.
I leaned against my desk and looked around.
I was literally set for life.
I don't know if I can even question Trevor's love anymore. Buying my forgiveness would probably a birkin bag, and some chanel earrings.
Instead I got, a house, a car, an entire building, and over 20 bags of money filled with designer items.
I don't know if I had anything to worry about, other than my guilty conscience.
I wanted to call him, and although I'm not sure what I would say, I still wanted to hear his voice.
But his phone had been indeed disconnected.
I remembered the tattoo shop he ran, and wondered if anyone there knew about his whereabouts.
After locking up the, my office, I walk over to
