"Who is it?" one of the men asked.


    Before I could say anything, the entire group suddenly turned to look at the door.


    Confused, I followed their gaze and immediately understood. A beautiful woman had just arrived.


    She looked about 27 or 28, with a curvy figure. She was dressed in a light tank top and shorts, carrying a suitcase, and walking alone.


    A woman like her walking down the street would make at least five out of ten men turn their heads for a second look.


    "Wow! A real beauty!"


    "Herees a stunner!"


    "Pretty, pleasee in!"


    The way they treated her waspletely different from how they treated me.


    They quickly extinguished their cigarettes, rushed to the door, and ushered her in. They offered her drinks and moved chairs whilepletely focusing on her.


    The woman wasn''t shy either. She confidently sat down, took the drink, and casually opened it for a sip.


    "Are you here to rent a ce?"


    "Of course! The whole building is empty. You can pick whichever unit you like!" One of the yellow-haired men leered at her and asked, "Are you living alone?" She nodded lightly. "Yes, I live alone."


    Instantly, I could feel the temperature in the room rise a few degrees. These perverts were beyond saving.


    "Since you''re living alone, you should stay with us. We''ll ensure your safety. No one will bother or harass you! By the way, we haven''t asked your name yet."


    The woman smiled gracefully. "My name is Gabrielle Whitehead."


    "Ms. Whitehead, nice to meet you. I''m Marquis Hendrix, and this is our boss, Marcus Lowe!"


    Gabrielle smiled. "Nice to meet you, Marquis, Marcus."


    At that moment, the men were even more excited. It was clear that she wasn''t shy and was happy to chat with them.


    Meanwhile, I furrowed my brows, my fists clenched tightly.


    They called their leader "boss", which made the whole situation feel gang-rted.


    It did not feel like a building for renting apartments!


    It seemed that this ce had stopped being an apartment building and had turned into a gang hideout.


    Gabrielle smiled again. "I''m looking for a cheaper ce. What''s the least expensive unit you have?"


    Marcus walked over to me, snatched the paper from my hand, and then returned to Gabrielle. "Let me check. The cheapest is on the second floor, in the northwest corner, for 2,000 dors a month."


    "2,000 dors for the cheapest?" She looked troubled.


    "I don''t have that much money. I guess I can''t rent here. Sorry, and thank you for


    the hospitality, but I''ll leave now."


    She picked up her suitcase and started to walk away.


    "Wait!" When he saw her leaving, he quickly blocked her path. "Don''t rush, pretty. The price is 2,000 dors, but


    I didn''t say that we can''t offena discount!"


    She smiled faintly. "Even with a discount, I still can''t afford it. I can only afford a ce that costs 1,000 dors a month."


    "1,000 dors a month... Fine! I''ll make it happen. I''ll rent you this ce for 1,000 dors a month!"


    I nearly lost my mind. These people were incredibly bold! Who gave them the authority just to offer discounts like that?


    But even with the half-price offer,


    Gabrielle Still looked unhappy. "But this unit is in the northwest corner, with no sunlight. It''ll be ufortable for me to stay in there."


    Marcusughed loudly. "No problem! I''ll switch you to a south-facing unit with


    plenty of sunlight!"