Chapter 158: Satisfying Gaze

I sat in the car, slowly sipping a cup of sweet fruit tea, the warmth seeping into my palms.

In my past life, I had worked like a beast driven by hunger and fear. Day and night blurred together. The only thing that kept me awake was cheap, bitter iced coffee that burned my throat and tasted like regret. I drank it not because I liked it, but because I had no choice.