Then suddenly, the woman's heavy sobs echoed in the four walls of the hotel, making Keiffer scratch his head," Fuck it! Shut up, what do you want? Money?" Keiffer lost his patience and reached into his wallet, giving her some cash. Then he swiftly headed to his car.
When the door slammed closed, the woman smiled, wiped her fake tears, and smelled the money in her hand.
"Tsk! Tsk! My tears are still irresistible, gosh," she murmured, reveling in her successful manipulation.
***
Keiffer navigated his sports car through the busy New York City streets, but the unavoidable traffic slowed him down. As time passed, day turned to night, and the city lights illuminated the urban landscape, creating a dazzling spectacle that painted the sky with a million colors.