NovelEnglishDilan gulped and swiftly shared his bank card number.
Rosalynn then wired him a hundred thousand dollars.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Dilan, hand back that fifty grand to the Larson family. Life's short.
You're still young. Don’t sell your soul for cash; it's better to stay on the right track.” Rosalynn figured this guy wasn’t a real bad person. Despite him working for Mrs. Larson, she decided to drop him a piece of advice Dilan glanced her way, his lips moving like he wanted to say something but he ended up leaving without a word Rosalynn pocketed her phone and turned to Zoe.
“Zoe, does he usually throw around threats at school?” Zoe shook her head. “I can’t say for sure but word is he’s got a sibling deep into the gang scene, and his sister's sick, needs cash for surgery.” Rosalynn nodded, keeping it casual.
After all, she didn’t really know the guy. As long as he got the job done, that was all that mattered.
“Zoe, get back to your classroom. And don’t quit the leave. I'll handle everything.” Zoe nodded. “Sure thing, Rosalynn. Thanks.” Rosalynn smiled. “I hope you can dive into the script and embody the essence of the character I've created.” As Rosalynn strolled towards a car parked by the curb, Zoe's eyes sparkled with admiration.
Zoe made a mental pledge, determined to deliver her best performance and not let Rosalynn down.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRosalynn got in the car. Brian, noticing her presence, put down his phone and asked, “How did it go?” Rosalynn met his gaze with a smile. “It’s almost done. ml x | need your help with something.” Brian shifted his weight to lean onto Rosalynn, his attention quickly piqued. “I'd be happy to. What can | do to help?” “I just need you to give the head of the Larson family a call and ask him to rein in his wife and his daughter,” Rosalynn told him.
The head of the Larson family was reputable in Skrix. That was why she needed her husband's help to “warn” him.
“Okay.” Brian trailed, raising his eyebrows. “But...” He paused for a moment, his fingers sliding up her thigh. “What's in it for me?” he asked.
Brian always did this, so it didn’t surprise Rosalynn. In fact, her heart leaped in amusement from her husband's request.
She returned his invitation with the svigor, smiling charmingly as she gestured with her right hand. “How about my magical hands help you tonight?” Brian's face brightened with a smile as he stared at her in anticipation.
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