#Chapter17
Surprise. Surprise-01
SEB
I slump my ass down the chair after receiving a call from the owner of the industrial lot. It caught my interest for a while now, and he looks like he needs money. He has a few possible buyers, but I knew he is just waiting for a price rise, and I can be persuasive when something has caught my eye.
I’m still constantly thinking about the green-eyed Abby. I should completely erase her from my thought, but the question is, how?
They said a problem is only a problem if you refuse to look for a solution. If you don’t take action to fix it, then it will remain a problem. I massage my temples because it’s frustrating, and the fact that she’s off-limits, it’s already complicated.
/"Someone is in the reception insisting on talking to you in person. She said you know her, and it’s urgent. You know the drill, Seb. She can’t come unless she has an appointment./" Maybe another stalker or some crazy bitch.
