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"I thought you came to me cause you already have a price?" Mrs Marshall asked Irene,who stood before her, she wouldn't talk.
She had approached Mrs Marshall in the living room where her feet was being massaged.
"Yes ma'am"
"Then speak!" Mrs Marshall said, getting annoyed.
"The price is ten thousand dollars ma'am" Irene said, staring at her slippers and twisting her toes together.
"Why's it so cheap. I'll give you fifty thousand dollars. Use the best of the materials for me. Your account details?" Mrs Marshall asked and Irene stared at her in shock.
"Do you probably suffer from some sort of disease? You keep mopping at me whenever i talk to you, that's annoying! I love immediate response when I'm talking to someone" Mrs Marshall said,pissed.
"Oh..my. I'm so sorry ma, i got carried away."
"By what?"
"By the price you mentioned"
