On the other hand, after ensuring that my money was properly kept in my hoddie's pocket, I made my way outside the mansion.
Phil's earlier statement sounded correct and a little hoarse, so I didn't bother giving him another glance before exiting the mansion.
All I could think about right now was finding a way to get away from Fernando and his stupid mansion.
As I walk down the less busy street, I scan my surroundings to see if there was any signage indicating that a worker is needed.
The first place I saw a poster was in a hair salon.
I don't know how to make hair, but I decoded my way inside because they might be something I can do, or perhaps I'll be their errand girl, which I wouldn't mind at all.
When I opened the door to the hair salon, I became immobile because I realized it wa
