‘What? One hundred bucks, for an apartment like this? That’s unbelievable’The man looked dumbfounded. However the apartment did not belong to him, so he couldn’t finalise the rent. “Mrs Edward, I’m actually surprised to hear your offer. However, this house isn’t mine. I need to check it with the landlord of the house.”He walked out of the room with his phone on the pretext of making a phone call. Taking the opportunity, he winked at Darren to ask for his opinion. Darren understood his gestures and agreed without hesitation. Mia was a little nervous. After all she knew her offer was definitely not acceptable. A few minutes later, the realtor returned with a smile. “The landlord has agreed.” Mia’s mouth popped open in shock. She tried slashing the price but didn’t think the landlord would actually agree. She blinked at Darren. Darren coughed and walked up to her “ what’s wrong?” “I don’t think this house is an ordinary haunted house. I think something extremely terrible must

“Thirty Thousand dollars?” Mia stared at her laptop screen, her mouth wide open. She quickly typed a message to the client, her fingers flying over the keyboard. This was going to be her first big client ever since her graduation. Given the amount of offer they had made, she was expecting a heap of struck instructions she would have to abide by. “Excuse me. May I know whether you are a gentleman or a lady?” The website played as a bridge between clients and freelance designers. The clients had the option to use their real name or not, but most of them did not bother setting up a profile. Most of the profiles in the listing were nothing but the default grey icon, with no way to tell the clients gender. “Male”Came the client's reply. “I see, do you have specific requirements regarding the design sir?” Mia leaned forward and propped her chin on one hand, bracing herself for a long list of demands. It didn’t take long for the client to write back, “I have seen the designs you pos

Darren’s face darkened. His didn’t believe the restaurant that belonged to the Preston group had such a poor service. The workers disrespected the diners. He wondered how Micheal managed his subordinates? He crossed his arms over his chest and looked at the manager, “what makes you think that we wouldn’t order food? You blindly believe their words without listening to us.”The argument caught everyone’s attention. They stopped eating and gawked at them. Several passerby outside were also peeking into the restaurant through the glass door. The manager broke out in a cold sweat, after all the quarrel wuld affect the restaurant reputation. If the media covered the news, people would not come to the restaurant again. “I’ve inquired from the two waitresses and they said you two were causing trouble out of nothing, how dare you question me?” The restaurant manager grew desperate and anxious to resolve the problem as soon as possible. He picked up the walkie-talkie on his chest and sai