Cherish Turner didn't dare to look at the property manager, and they didn't continue gossiping.
However, they revealed important news to Cherish: Mr. Griffith planned to sell this house and was waiting for a buyer.
What? He was going to sell the house?
What did that mean?
Cherish felt suffocated, as if she wanted to seize William Griffith and give him a good beating!
Before it got dark, she curled up on the sofa and watched TV. A tear-jerking drama played on the screen, but she couldn't focus. She glanced at the clock from time to time, watching every second tick by. By eight o'clock, she became restless, and finally couldn't take it anymore.
She jumped up, quickly changed her clothes, grabbed her purse, and rushed out.
Upon boarding a taxi, the driver asked where she was going.
Cherish hurriedly replied, "Take me to the airport!"
Neon lights flashed past the car window, reflecting her anxious face as she desperately chased after something.
