Chapter 32

UNKNOWN’S POV.

Next time I'll go on a heist like this, I'll carry more than one gun.

I had successfully entered the mansion. I was one step close to having a conversation with the “wife”, when I was intercepted out of nowhere by a 5 '4 " thick fisted woman with a shovel.

I was knocked out cold, because I didn't take into account that this house had quite a lot of servants.

Now, I lay motionless on the floor, unable to move or even understand the environment around me.

Maybe that's because I was trapped in the gardener's shed, by the real gardener.

Who knew women could be so tough?

Crazy plot twist too, she was fucking pretty.

I'd been here for the past…I don't know, maybe three weeks, and it was suffocating. My phone kept buzzing on the table where she left it, and I knew it was the idiot who sent me here. I'd deal with that fucker of a boss later.

The beautiful gardener was a handful, but she was oddly quiet. She only came three times a week, and each time, she made me feel even wo