Chapter 10. The Blackout

"Fucking rich?"

I'm confounded about what Deniece said.

"He's a fucking extremely rich person, you don't have a clue about that?" she inquired.

"How might I know that data?" I've been confounded as of not long ago.

Dislike he doesn't seem to be a tycoon, however I know he's rich; I simply didn't realize that he was that ridiculously wealthy.

"Hang tight, how does this connect with our theme?" I asked once more.

"You can't very much like him, OK?" She sounded so uncomfortable.

"I didn't say I enjoyed him, however," I brought up. It's valid; I never said before that I loved him. His activities kept me thinking; however, I don't have any idea.

"I was joking last time, however you can't very much like him at this moment," Deniece looked dubious now from what she recently said.

"For what reason might I at any point like him?" I inquisitively inquired. All along, she seemed like she needed to help me, however this moment she's restless