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Chapter Eight: Starting From Nothing

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last update วันที่เผยแพร่: 2026-04-15 18:41:09

Penelope's POV

I managed to squeeze out part of my savings to afford a small shabby apartment.

"The bathroom tap drips at night. Is this what I paid for?" I was left in utter surprise, unaware of the situation beforehand. The landlord had tricked me into this, he gave me a fake portrait of what the apartment looks like and made me pay even before checking it out.

The landlord, Mr. Smith, was a short man with reading glasses pushed up on his forehead. Bald, and with a beard. He looked at me in
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