Chapter 960

Robert clenched his jaw and wired Vilma five grand. Couldn't set the bar too high from the start—too generous, and the catch might slip away. Vilma accepted the money in a flash and shot back a sticker of someone dramatically bowing. "Boss, what's the order? Did you eat yet? Want me to grab you dinner?" "Yeah," Robert replied with a single word, raising an eyebrow before tossing the phone aside and shutting his eyes, looking all kinds of peaceful. Vilma moved fast—like, lightning. Her dorm at Crestview was just down the block, which was why Carl called her to grab pills last time. Fifteen minutes later, she burst through the door like a gust of wind, proudly holding a hamburger. Seeing Robert lying there all chill, she handed it over. "Top-tier version! I got two extra eggs and a sausage! Cost me thirty-five bucks!" she said excitedly, eyes lit up. "Eat up—I'm telling you, it'll go soggy if you wait." Robert frowned at the noise but didn't tell her to get lost. He sat up, gave it a sni