When Vera came out with the freshly cleaned shirt, the battle next door was reaching a boiling point.
"Oh, fuck, harder!"
The woman's guttural scream sounded like someone choking her, accompanied by loud smacks.
Jiang Chen remained silent.
Vera acted as if nothing was happening, as though she were deaf, and began to blow-dry the shirt with a hairdryer.
Noticing there were others nearby, the man and woman next door did not lessen their enthusiasm. Instead, they became even louder and more intense.
"Oh!"
Following a cry of relief, everything finally fell silent.
The faint sound of conversation, then the noise of a door opening.
They must have finished and left.
Jiang Chen breathed out softly.
This mansion, belonging to Mario Cassano, as an investor of Paramount Pictures and a global movie industry mogul, couldn't he invest in better soundproofing for his mansion?
The walls were practically paper-thin.
