Bab 77: Advice

Jack sat on the plush sofa in Cherry's luxurious office building, tapping his foot impatiently as he waited for her arrival. The soft ticking of a clock was the only sound in the room, and every second that passed felt like an eternity. His mind raced with thoughts of the Bean family, and the danger they posed to him. He needed answers—needed a plan. And Cherry was the only person he knew who could offer some kind of guidance.

After about ten minutes, the door creaked open. Jack turned to see Cherry striding into the room, her heels clicking softly against the floor. She was dressed in a sleek black miniskirt that clung to her curvaceous figure, her long legs exposed beneath the hem of the skirt. She wore high heels that made her look taller, more commanding, as if she owned every room she entered. Her glossy hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as she spotted Jack.