Several hundred dollars in hand from just a few words, Amelia Sanchez thought she could use another dozen high school classmates like Albert Brown.
However, Emma Aguirre only found her one time, which Amelia regretted. She felt that if Emma sought her help again, she could still take more advantage of her.
After all, the clothes Emma wore made her look like a person who didn't lack money.
At noon, the front desk round-faced girl invited her to go out for lunch together, saying that a new local restaurant had just opened downstairs, and the dishes were very authentic.
Just as the two were laughing and walking out of the building, a middle-aged man in a silver-grey suit approached them.
"Miss Sanchez, Mrs. Brown would like to talk to you."
Following the man's gaze, Amelia saw a black sedan not far away, with its windows tightly closed.
"Sorry, I don't know her."
Amelia thought the only Mrs. Brown she knew was Albert Brown's mom.