Michael and Selena had shifted places away from the crowd even though the man named Don gave a disapproving look.
Why does Selena look familiar with Michael? Was it true that she had hurt Michael in the past?
They followed a narrow path and arrived at a wooden house that was quite shabby.
"Welcome, Selena. I hope you feel at home here," said Michael and opened the door.
"Wow… I thought you were already a millionaire, but why did you choose a place to live like this?" Selena pouted and narrowed her eyes when she heard a horrible squeaking sound at the door.
"Hahaha! It's just a disguise for me. And you know? if I don't like it too much… hmm… how should I say it?" Michael mumbled.
"Being the center of attention, you mean?" Selena continued Michael's words.
"Yeah… you're right, Selena. Or rather, I prefer to work my way," Michael said and took out a card from his red jacket pocket.
