Chapter 62
- She had struck Jackpot.
- Firoza couldn't believe it. To think that luck had been on her side all this while. She sighed, smiling as she took in the grandeur of the room assigned to her. It was magnificent. The bed linen was made of the finest sheets, and its beams were made of fine mahogany. The walls were velvet, and despite the windows, there was not a wick of light outside.
- It was perfect.