Chapter 117: A Bloody Scene Caused by a Cockroach

I stepped into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. The bathroom was steamy, and Jasmine Jub's freshly changed clothes were sitting in the laundry basket next to the sink. Even though Jasmine's underwear was pretty eye-catching, I kept it together. I knew I couldn't let my mind go wild thinking about Jasmine, Yvette Warth, or Aisha Spears. They all had steady jobs, but I'd just lost mine and was working as a temp driver for Nevaeh Yale. Nevaeh didn't run a business or have a job, so she wasn't...