The sound of the door being kicked open was loud enough as it hit the wall and fell wide open. Sharlynn seemed to struggle as she carried two paper bags filled with groceries that covered half her face. Once inside, she kicked the door shut."It's pretty heavy. Complicated. Turns out the grocery line is this long," Sharlynn complained as she arrived in the kitchen and placed two bags of groceries on the counter. She let out a frustrated breath, causing the slanted bangs of her hair to rise as well.Glancing at the watch on her wrist, Sharlynn rolled her eyes. Not because it was already noon, but..."I can sell my watch to increase my savings. Oh, silly Sharlynn, why didn't I sell it yesterday?" Sharlynn gently patted her forehead. "That's a pretty good idea. I'll sell it online; the box and certificate seem left at the mansion."Sharlynn shook her head, not wanting to lament her unfortunate fate of being kicked out of the mansion. Before arranging the items she had just purchased, the
"Oh my God, Richie must be furious at me." Sharlynn, with an irregular heartbeat, now looked confused. She ruffled her brunette hair, which was wavy and complete to the point of being disheveled.Sharlynn inhaled as much oxygen as she could, then exhaled slowly as she patted her chest. Perhaps she was trying to ease the tightness in her chest. "I can't be like this every day. It's time I learned to keep my house in order," Sharlynn muttered confidently.The beautiful and spoiled woman began to walk her long legs back to the kitchen. She had a sad look on her face as she swept the messy kitchen floor. But Sharlynn's determination could never be broken. Without hesitation, Sharlynn walked over to the scattered items. She bent and sat down, carefully avoiding the broken glasses and plates. Saving items made of stainless steel and aluminum had no discernible effect.Sharlynn carefully began to clean up the broken glasses and plates. She collected them and placed them in a plastic garbage
When the door opened, Richie saw a man in a red uniform carrying three stacks of unevenly sized boxes. His forehead immediately wrinkled; he felt he hadn't ordered anything."Is this the room where Miss Sharlyn Willie is staying?" asked the man, who turned out to be a courier."Yes," Richie replied briefly."I'm delivering Miss Sharlynn's order. Are you...?" The courier paused, looking doubtful as he stared at Richie's figure in front of him."I'm her husband. Give her to me; she's sleeping." Richie held out his palm in front of the courier. Finally, the three stacks of boxes were handed over to Richie. After signing the receipt, the courier left Richie's room.After closing the door, Richie returned to the sofa and placed the three boxes on the table. He didn't know what was in the boxes and didn't want to get involved because he felt it wasn't his. Richie looked back at Sharlynn, who was still fast asleep. He slowly picked up the mop handle she was still holding. The slightest move
Sharlynn no longer heard the birds chirping outside the window or the sound of tree branches rubbing against the glass in the window near her bed that always kept her awake. This time, Richie, who had gotten up first and was getting ready to leave, looked at the woman who seemed to be closing her eyes under the sofa with the bedspread looking disheveled."What a spoiled girl," Richie muttered as he passed Sharlynn's position and entered the kitchen. A few minutes later, the lushly lined eyes slowly opened after the irises moved despite the closed lids. Not to be outdone, the nose also moved as if the scent of something rather pungent to the nose disturbed the girl's sleep."Eeerrgghhhh!" Sharlynn's voice stretched her body, stretching her muscles after last night's poor sleep due to the completion of the project she had signed the contract for.Still on her back, Sharlynn blinked as she stared at the wall clock above Richie's bedroom door. Her eyes widened as the clock struck eight.
Arriving at the cafe's kitchen counter, Sharlynn could be seen grimacing as she rubbed her small stomach, which was making a sound."I didn't have breakfast earlier, so it's appropriate that it feels sore and suddenly dizzy," Sharlynn said, still rubbing her stomach.Melanie, who had just entered the cafe, saw her friend with a slightly pale face and a grimace. Then the woman approached her."Sharlynn, what's wrong?" Sharlynn was surprised and didn't notice Melanie standing next to her. Melanie frowned as she looked at her friend. "Are you sick? Your face looks pale and sweaty.""Uuhhmmm...I'm fine. Maybe it's because I haven't had breakfast yet," Sharlynn grinned honestly. Melanie giggled at that, especially when she saw Sharlynn's open and honest expression."I've always liked your honesty and the way you are. After you serve your last customer, eat here first and take whatever you want. Take care of yourself, the cafe customers keep coming back because of your hospitality," Melanie
"Errgghhhh...I hate Sharlynn! She embarrassed us in front of everyone," Odette grumbled in the car. Both of her hands made movements as if she were squeezing something in annoyance. Unlike Julian, who did not talk too much, the man only concentrated on turning the steering wheel and driving away from the cafe. Odette turned her head to the left, where the man seemed to be concentrating. "Julian! Why are you silent?""I told you not to go near Sharlynn; it'll only upset us, and it turns out my hunch wasn't wrong. It turns out the cafe is owned by Melanie, Sharlynn's friend since college," Julian said at length, which made Odette even more annoyed."I'm definitely going to get back at Sharlynn! You'll see, I'll embarrass her in front of the crowd." A mischievous smile began to return to the woman's face. "One Sharlynn became a cafe waitress after marrying a bodyguard of the Kaufmann family." The sound of loud laughter could be heard in the car, making Julian feel half disgusted.*Melan
"Waiting for Richie is waiting for an impossibility," Sharlynn muttered as she made her way out of the cafe. While she was still in the doorway of the café, the sound of a barbell startled her.Sharlynn narrowed her eyes and stared at the car that had just arrived and stopped in front of her. She rubbed her eyes from time to time, checking to see if the stopped car really belonged to the person she was expecting. Without moving from her position, the car bell rang again, but Sharlynn still stood there like a dizzy person."Hey! Are you having trouble with your ears because you're too tired to work?" The baritone voice sounded angry; Sharlynn blinked twice and found Richie's figure lowering half the glass of the car beside her. Sharlynn smiled reflexively when she saw the man's face. "Are you really Richie? Since when do you care? I hope I'm not dreaming," she muttered, making Richie chuckle in annoyance. However, the woman quickly ran around to the right side of the car. A smile alwa
A few kilometers from the harbor, Richie was picked up by a black car driven by one of his men. A few minutes later, Richie's car had entered the Landungsbruecken, a tower that shows the time and water level.The building is an icon of Hamburg, the second busiest port city in the world.Richie looked down at his left wrist. It was already fifty minutes past nine."We're going straight to the 'Fischmarkt.' We'll meet Dante there before we go to the 'Speischerstadt,'" Richie ordered as he spoke to his men. Dante, one of Richie's confidants, consistently reported everything that had to do with the Del Vecchio family's companies and illegal businesses.The car started to stop in a safe place. They used an old car from Germany to avoid attracting too much attention.Following Dante's instructions, Richie got out of the car. The two of them walked to mingle with the visitors.Dante was in one of the stalls at the fish market. He called out to Richie with a distinctive whistle sound as their