Chapter 17

"Look, the price you are calling is way above my budget," I say, struggling with the phone held between my ear and shoulder while digging around my bag for my car key.

"Shun the price and focus on how great of a deal it is," the real estate agent argues, "I mean if you get it now, your lease won't expire until three years."

"That huge amount of money for just one floor?" I unlock the car after finding the key, then throw my bag into the backseat, "if I spend this much for getting a space, what will I use to do other things?"

Why exactly did I think it's easy to get myself a building to set up my fashion line? I haven't even gotten materials and tools. Just to get a building and my money is close to being exhausted?

Honestly, I'm seriously considering turning my living room into my office for the meantime until I'm so wealthy I would be able to afford an actual building.

"There are four large rooms and four toilets for ladies and gents," he says while I try placing the phone on the d