Chapter 102

Marcus leaned in, his voice low and steady as he spoke right in her face. "Alright. I'll give you one month." Elaine felt a fleeting sense of relief, like she'd dodged a bullet, but still had the nerve to ask, albeit timidly, "Then... can I ask Mrs. Thompson to prep another room for me?" "No." Marcus rejected her without a second thought. One month—just one measly month. How was that supposed to be enough? Elaine clutched her head in frustration. Why on earth did she have to bring up that dumb question? If she hadn't, the conversation never would've gone there, and none of... that would've happened. She really felt like slapping herself. She even went through the motion, except when her hand hit her cheek, she chickened out and only gave herself a light pat. Oliver noticed she seemed off and walked over, standing shoulder to shoulder with her by the door. Elaine glanced around, saw there was no one else, and once she realized it was Oliver beside her, she couldn't help grumbling, "I on