Chapter 133 Bad Joke

• Dressed nicely in a dress she bought only minutes ago, Maria sat in her car in front of the familiar hotel, the driver's door open, a warm smile spread across her glossed lips. Her plans had worked out even better than she thought they would and by this time tomorrow they would be leaving the city richer than ever, with the love of her life beside her. She couldn't be happier and with Lina out of the picture, nothing could stand in her way. It was her fault she meddled in her business, she should have kept her smart mouth shut and none of this would have happened to her. She was old, her death was inevitable. Getting out of the car, she adjusted her gown and checked her makeup before shutting and sauntering down the parking lot and toward the entrance doors. The door opened with a soft click and the old man at the front desk greeted her with his usual warm smile.
• "Good evening, Ms." He says with a slight bow of his head.
• "Thank you," Maria answers back politely, "How are you?"