"This is mine; take it." The girl gave Demi Moore an envelope; this is what she deserved.
Demi Moore received the envelope and bowed low to the girl because she couldn't talk and could only thank her in this way. Without this part of the job, I don't know how she died now, let alone now she has to take care of Ace.
So, she needed this job very much needed.
"No need to say thank you." The girl casually waved her hand, clearly understanding this action of Demi Moore.
"Demi."
Suddenly her voice became grave; the intonation seemed to have some serious parts.
"Demi, listen to what I have to say." The girl who called herself "Jinx" patted Demi Moore's body, which was much thinner than before; this girl, until now, still refuses to talk about her story, but she is. It was obvious that
