*Mike's POV*
I was seated on my couch in my apartment, thinking hard about what to do in order to get the money from Ethan, he's really serious about not paying anything until he gets the necessary documents he asked for. I really can't believe that damn b***h is refusing to give me what I need.
I sighed deeply and ran my hand through my hair, I really don't know what to do at this point.
Soon, Bertha came to join me on the couch.
"What's wrong babe? You look stressed" She said, her hand caressing my beards.
"A lot of thing is wrong, Bertha." I complained bitterly. "I told you how Ethan is refusing to give me the money for the penthouse until he gets the necessary documents he asked for right?''
"Yeah. Didn't you say you were going to get them from Chloe?"
"I did, and you won't bel
