At this moment, Rita climbed down the stairs and entered the fourth floor with a somewhat unhappy expression on her charming face.
'He didn't wake me up!' She thought while pouting behind her veil, 'Hmph, I'm about to break into the high foundation building stage. I won't let him touch me for… for… 10 minutes!'
Quite pleased with her strategy, at this moment, she was about to take the stairway to the third floor when she heard the voice of a doorknob being twisted. With her powerful hearing, she could easily hear this small sound and became alert.
She knew Cyrus had created this place last night, and that absurd mandate would probably scare away anyone who wanted to have to buy Cyrus's services.
If anything, Rita was quite pleased with that mandate since, this way; no women would be able to acquire his private services.
