Chapter 101: No Way, Mr. King _1

Finally, there were no men at home, so Suzanne didn't have to rush her showers anymore just because of the en-suite bathroom in the master bedroom.

Half an hour later, Suzanne came out with a towel wrapped around her head. Abigail Trent was sitting on the carpet next to the coffee table, arranging her little dolls that were worth a fortune.

Suzanne glanced at Abigail, and thought of the card and little white diamond bear in the envelope. She still had mixed feelings about those gifts. She looked away, and walked back to pick up her phone from the sofa.

A red "1" appeared on her Message app again. It was from that same person called JH.

As she rejected the request and attached a reason for rejecting: [Who?]