Arriving at the cafe's kitchen counter, Sharlynn could be seen grimacing as she rubbed her small stomach, which was making a sound."I didn't have breakfast earlier, so it's appropriate that it feels sore and suddenly dizzy," Sharlynn said, still rubbing her stomach.Melanie, who had just entered the cafe, saw her friend with a slightly pale face and a grimace. Then the woman approached her."Sharlynn, what's wrong?" Sharlynn was surprised and didn't notice Melanie standing next to her. Melanie frowned as she looked at her friend. "Are you sick? Your face looks pale and sweaty.""Uuhhmmm...I'm fine. Maybe it's because I haven't had breakfast yet," Sharlynn grinned honestly. Melanie giggled at that, especially when she saw Sharlynn's open and honest expression."I've always liked your honesty and the way you are. After you serve your last customer, eat here first and take whatever you want. Take care of yourself, the cafe customers keep coming back because of your hospitality," Melanie

"Waiting for Richie is waiting for an impossibility," Sharlynn muttered as she made her way out of the cafe. While she was still in the doorway of the café, the sound of a barbell startled her.Sharlynn narrowed her eyes and stared at the car that had just arrived and stopped in front of her. She rubbed her eyes from time to time, checking to see if the stopped car really belonged to the person she was expecting. Without moving from her position, the car bell rang again, but Sharlynn still stood there like a dizzy person."Hey! Are you having trouble with your ears because you're too tired to work?" The baritone voice sounded angry; Sharlynn blinked twice and found Richie's figure lowering half the glass of the car beside her. Sharlynn smiled reflexively when she saw the man's face. "Are you really Richie? Since when do you care? I hope I'm not dreaming," she muttered, making Richie chuckle in annoyance. However, the woman quickly ran around to the right side of the car. A smile alwa

"If you are a man, we will fight to the death!" Fernando continued shouting."There's no need to fight because you'll die soon!" Richie squeezed Fernando's ankle even harder.Fernando grinned with an unreadable expression."Don't be so confident!" Unbeknownst to Richie, Fernando slyly swung his right leg over and landed on the Italian's waist.Richie staggered, but fortunately, he was still in control. Both hands clung to the edge of the table.Fernando quickly picked up the gun that had been thrown. He pointed it at Richie as he ran.Twice, the sound of hot lead hit the wall as Richie quickly threw himself to the wooden floor. He crawled to hide under the table."Shit! Damn it!" Richie cursed as he chased after Fernando as he started to leave the table and head towards the main deck.Fernando seemed to be approaching the warehouse. His eyes spotted an open boxcar parked in front of the warehouse."I need to save some things. Damn it! Richie already killed my men! Shit!" Fernando curs

A taxi pulled up in front of a modest house in the Pankow neighbourhood. After handing over one euro, Sharlynn got out of the cab without hesitation. She stood in front of the classic white and grey house momentarily. Her long legs, clad in bright blue jeans, stepped confidently onto the porch and rang the doorbell.After a few minutes, the door revealed an older woman wearing glasses with bleached hair and a wrinkled face."Can I help you, miss?" The woman asked as she adjusted her glasses. Sharlynn smiled kindly at the woman, "Madam, is it true that Mr. Madison lives here?" "Oh, you're looking for my husband. He's inside. Who are you, ma'am?" the woman asked back."I am the daughter of the late Madame Marie, wife of Heinz Othman Eisenhauer," Sharlynn replied politely.At the same time, the figure Sharlynn had been looking for appeared, following her wife, who had yet to return to the house for some time. Upon seeing Sharlynn's figure, Mr. Madison was a bit surprised. Perhaps Shar

"Eng..." A soft moan came from the mouth of a woman lying on a bed. Her body was moving slowly, but her eyes were still closed. Her delicate fingers brushed across her forehead, which felt numb and painful. The touch stopped at the plaster stuck in the middle of her forehead."What is this?" Sharlynn whispered as she remembered last night's events. But her head throbbed even more, and the hot atmosphere seemed to burn her body. Her eyes slowly began to open. Like amber gems, the hazel irises blinked as if trying to take in her surroundings. The white ceiling was complemented by round LED lights scattered in every corner. "Where am I?"Sharlynn tried to get up from her prone position. But she felt that something was wrong with her body. She closed her eyes again while massaging her forehead, which felt throbbing. The door creaked slowly, revealing Richie, who entered the room and walked over to Sharlynn, still lying down while massaging her head."Are you okay?" The baritone voice mad