Chapitre 61: Bad rubbish.

Katherine was packing an attitude when she arrived at the Black Ghost Cafe. She looked around disdainfully, appearing to be disgusted by the place. Then, she smiled dryly and asked the manager if she could speak to the cafe owner.

Unfortunately, Rosett informed her that the owner wasn't there yet which seemed to displease Katherine.

"Can I call her and tell her that you want to see her? I can make an appointment for you if it's urgent. What's your name please and?" Rosett stopped speaking when Katherine raised her index finger to shut her up because her phone was ringing.

"Shhhh quiet." She rudely ordered.

Rosset curled her upper lip and stared at the impolite camouflaged woman, she knew her type pretty well because such customers usually came around, rich and arrogant dressed in disguise such that no one would identify them and know that they sought for the services of a shaman.