The goddess who was still grumbling had hurriedly walked out of the work room of the man she disliked so much while busy cursing and frowning in her heart.
'That man must think I'm a cheap woman, to say that to me. Does my appearance look like I'm an easy woman?' Dewi thought with a grunt as she pursed her lips.
Just as she had stopped cursing, her footsteps came to a halt when her hands were grabbed again and again from behind.
Without intending to look back, Dewi completely ignored the question of the man holding her back. Actually, she really wanted to get out of the place immediately because she could see the very quiet room could be dangerous for her.
'Jesus, what does this man really want? Why isn't there a single person in this room? It seemed this man preferred dealing with ghosts rather than humans. That's why he didn't let a single person on this top floor,' thought Dewi who was busy struggling with her own thoughts
