Book 2, Chapter 16: A New Home and A New Face
The last of her things had been taken away to her new home in Vinewood.
It took all week but Sunny managed to find the right home. And it was so wonderful to finally get it. She, of course, wanted to surprise Roberta. Sunny told her that she had a surprise waiting, which she had to a small little game with her.
"A surprise? What kind of surprise?" Roberta curiously asked "I can't say, it's a surprise!" Sunny playfully says with a smile "You can tell me, please..." Roberta bats her eyelashes at her "Nope, I can't say what it is...but you got to put this blindfold on" Sunny hands her the blindfold; Roberta looks at her thinking this was an odd surprise. Nevertheless she complied. For fifteen minutes they drive to Vinewood "Can you take this blindfold off?" Roberta asked "No...don't take that blindfold off. Just be patient" her love playfully expressed. They finally stop, Sunny goes to the passengers side and carefully takes Roberta out of her car. "Ready?" she asked, Roberta took a quick breath. Sunny pulls off the blindfold off and there stands a house that would only be seen in a reality t.v. show. It looked like a castle from a fairy tale, it had remarkable shrubbery in the front. The driveway where they entered wasn't as big but very remarkable mostly because of the cobblestones that cover the ground. The color was beige with the sides sporting a mahogany brown color. The front doors were solid brown oak, the middle had a stained glass center. Roberta was so awestruck.
"Who's house is this?" "Ours!" Sunny excitingly exclaimed with a smile "Ours?" she looked at her "Mm-hmm...!" Sunny hummed "Are you saying...we should move in together?" Roberta finally asked "Well, yes, I mean you don't have to...". Suddenly Roberta jumps into Sunny's arms "Yes!" she shouts with joy. They both laugh. They decide to explore their new house.
As they enter their new home, Roberta becomes more starstruck. They go the living room first; this was a living room for of all ages. The floor is chestnut brown, it's very glossy almost to the point of looking like a mirror. The fireplace was really classy, bricked; very old school. They go to the kitchen. Roberta is completely amazed by it. A black flattop stove in the center, it looked so futuristic. The one thing that she noticed was a subzero refrigerator in the corner, the type of thing that would keep things chilled even if it wasn't powered. "Wow..." she muttered. Her eyes turn to the outside. A pool, a big one to be exact. 37'9 in length with a width of 14'1 with a Jacuzzi; Roberta went outside to get a better look. Other than the size the water was extremely clear, the way it looked was something out of a paradise. The view, however, is spectacular. "Whoa...". All of Los Santos was present right in front of her eyes, almost as if she was the queen of the world. It was breath taking. She takes a tour around the pool, just mesmerized by everything. "Oh my god!" she happily exclaimed. It really was like paradise to her.
They go upstairs of their new home. The first part they check out is a small room that could turned into a personnel office, the second room across them is a guest room that has its own closet and a half bathroom. To their right is a full bathroom. The tiles are a mostly lite and dark green mosaic color. The shower was pure green marble with a glass opening door. The sink was onyx green, one would purposely get their hands dirty and likely use the sink over and over again. The toilet was just a toilet that seemed to be out of place with its whiteness. The last stop, the master bedroom. It was a little bigger than the guest bedroom, Roberta goes to the closet. It was massive, at least three separate shelves for shoes along with a long clothes line. It was really was like living in a castle. "Its so amazing! I can't believe you actually managed to buy this! Where did you get the money?" she suddenly asked "I got lucky that's all" Sunny playfully answered "It's perfect!" Roberta happily goes into Sunny's arms and gives her a big kiss.
Sunny puts the last of her things in her bag. She has a new home with the woman she fell in love with; she is finally living her dream. Her phone starts to ring, Geraldine's name is highlighted. "Yeah?" she answered "Hey girl, I got your new address. I'll be at your house in a bit" her apprentice said "Alright, I'm almost done here. See you when I get there".
Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!
Four knocks are heard at the door of her soon to be former home Who could that be? she wondered Probably Uncle Kang, maybe he's leaving me a house warming gift? Sunny smiled at that possibility. She heads to the door and opens it. Her eyes widen in complete shock at who was standing in front of her.
Linda is right there, in her uniform, wearing a pair of black sunglasses. Sunny steps back trying not to panic. As she stepped in Linda closed the door behind her. Sunny couldn't help but shake. Linda calmly takes off her sunglasses, Sunny looked at her eyes; they had bags under them, like she hadn't been sleeping in days. Her hair was the same, tied into a bun but some of it was sticking out like she didn't bother brushing or washing it. "Hey..." she plainly greeted "H-H-Hey" Sunny nervously greeted back. They stood in silence for a minute or so; that same tension from before came back. "Your stuff is gone, are you moving out..?" Linda noticed that all of her sister's belongings were gone, Sunny hesitated to respond "Y-Y-Yeah...".
"Where?" she asked so suddenly "Vinewood..." "Vinewood? That's a really expensive place to live in...where'd you get the money?", Sunny felt like a character being interrogated out of a whodunit book. "S-Stock-Stock market, I played the stock market; just lucky that's all" Sunny says as she kept shaking "Really? That's good!" a big smile suddenly appeared on her face "W-Why are you here?" Sunny finally asked "That's right, I'm here to give you something" Linda reaches into her pocket "Uh, no, it's okay! I gotta get going!" Sunny walks back to the door but Linda moves in front of it to block her "Uh, no, it's really important" she insisted "It's okay, just let me pass" Sunny desperately goes to the other side to leave but Linda blocks her again. Sunny gets more nervous "Just let me leave, please, I don't want any trouble" she pleads as manages to get a hold of the knob. Linda grabs her wrist "I'm not going to hurt you" she calmly tells her "No! I don't believe you! Just let me go!" Sunny starts to struggle "Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!" she starts to panic. Linda suddenly puts Sunny against the wall next to the door and puts her hand against her mouth to keep her quiet. She looks into her eyes and see's the fear in them.
"I'm not going to hurt you. Just calm down. Relax, okay?", Sunny looks at her with fear "It's okay, it's okay. Just relax. Like I said I'm not going to hurt you" Linda quickly assures her "I going to remove my hand from your mouth, promise me you're not going to run away?". Sunny shakes because she doesn't what her intentions are "I'll take you looking at me as a yes", Linda slowly removes her hand from sister's mouth. Sunny breathes a bit quicker now, she tries to remain calm and not panic again. Linda reaches into her pocket and pulls out a business card with her name on it "Here, take this" she tries to hand Sunny the card. Sunny shakes her head no "Take it, it's okay" Linda reassured her, Sunny again shakes her head no. Linda just grabs her hand and puts it in. She stares at it, confused why she was getting this card.
The card reads 'Officer Linda Rhee, Los Santos Police Department'. It had the address and her phone number on it. Sunny felt like she had gotten drunk and woken up next to a stranger "If something happens, you can call me and we can talk" Linda smiles, Sunny just looks up at her "W-Why...?" she asked with a confused look on her face "What do you mean why? I just told you" her big sister nervously chuckled "No not that...you're acting nice", Linda looked at her with confusion "The whole time that I was here you never once acted nice to me" Sunny suddenly stated "What do you mean? I've always been nice! You don't remember?" Linda started to laugh uneasily "I don't want your card" she tries to give the card back to her "No, keep it" Linda says as she shoves the card back "I don't want it" Sunny says again "Take it" Linda becomes more assertive "I said I don't want-" "Take it!" Linda snapped. Sunny stood there shaking.
Linda see's that shes frightened her "l'm-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you" she apologized "Please, just take it. If you get into trouble or need someone to talk to, my number's right there". Sunny slowly puts the card in her pocket. The two stood there in an awkward silence. "Why are you really here...?" Sunny suddenly asked "Just wanted to give you my card, that's all" Linda said as her nervousness returned "Their's more too it...tell me please..." she demanded "I don't know what you're talking about" Linda said as she tries to go too the door. Sunny manages to block the door; now the shoe is on the other foot. "You're not going to leave; tell me, why are you here?", Linda herself started to shake "I-I...look I can't speak now, I got to get back to work" she tries to go to the door again but Sunny stills blocks her "Please move..." she said as her breathing starts increase "No. Tell me why you're really here? I'm just asking a question and I want you to answer it, why are you really here?" Sunny asks with pleading eyes as she slowly starts to walk towards Linda, who in turn starts to walk back "Tell me why, that's all I'm asking" "Sunny, please, just let me go to work" Linda pleads "Just tell me! Tell me damn it!" Sunny suddenly pokes her big sister "Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!" "Because I freaking care about you!".
They now stand still. Sunny looks at Linda perplexed at what she just heard "I-I-I-I..." Linda stutters as she grasped the side of her head. Linda's hand slowly reaches for the side of Sunny's face. Sunny flinches, an instinct from before when she first came back as Linda grabbed a handful of her hair and the other from when they had their spat. This touch was different though. It was soft and gentle but something else, it was warm. Sunny managed to look into her eyes. They looked sad, confused and conflicted. Linda took her other hand and slowly put it on her face, she starts to move Sunny's head towards her chest "What are you...?" Sunny slightly protested. Her head now lies against Linda's chest. What is she doing...? she wondered. Then she heard something.
Thump. Her eyes widen. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Even through that bulletproof vest of hers she heard five heart beats. Sunny manages to move away from her chest. "What's going on with you...?" she whispered "I don't know..." Linda shudders as she doesn't know what she's experiencing. Sunny slowly puts her own hand on Linda's face and strokes it. She felt something, she didn't know what it was though. Sunny takes both of Linda's hands, she brings both of them together and holds them with hers. Their hands are together, their foreheads slowly move towards each other. Their foreheads finally touch. Sunny closed her eyes as she felt her spiritually. They felt almost as they were one again. Linda wanted to let go and give Sunny a big hug but that wouldn't be the case. "I...I need to go...my friend is coming over at my house...I'm late...I got to go" Sunny suddenly turns around and runs to the door. "Wait! Sunny, please don't leave!" "I'm sorry! I got to go!" Sunny hurries out and slams the door shut. The only thing heard was her running footsteps, they eventually fade out. Linda stands there alone, tears start to slowly flow from her eyes.
"Sunny...please...please...I'm sorry...don't leave...don't leave me alone...".
Outside of Sunny's new house
She wipes her eyes. Sunny sniffles as she finally stopped crying. She couldn't believe what transpired between her and Linda, she saw the affection in her eyes. It was real and genuine, there wasn't anything fake about it. It wasn't some ruse or a trap, it was real genuine love in those eyes. As she sits in her car Sunny reaches into her pocket and pulls out the card, she just looks at it. It was like the old Linda was trying to reach out and desperately trying to reconnect with Sunny, her words echo through her mind.
Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you! Because I freaking care about you...!
Sunny puts the card to her chest. She held it close, she imagined that Linda was hugging her and never letting go of her. Maybe their was good in her after all but maybe their wasn't, that other part of her mind kept to telling her to be wary of her sister. She puts the card back in her pocket. She wipes her eyes one last time and composes herself before getting out of her car. She grabs her bag and head up towards the door.
She enters her new home and goes to the living room. Roberta had gotten some new furniture but Sunny kept her couch and her t.v., the stand was solid black wood. Roberta managed to buy it at a really cheap price. She also managed to buy a coffee table at the mall, Sunny would put her feet up at the table whenever Roberta was at work; she'd go crazy if she saw Sunny with her feet up on her new coffee table. Roberta managed to move the last of her things into their new home, she still plans on buying a bunch of new things later on for the kitchen.
Knock! Knock!
Sunny quickly goes to the door. She opens the door and there's Geraldine with a huge smile on her face. Her hair looked more redder than usual and her hoop earrings looked more shinier then usual. They laugh together and hug. "Hey girl!" her apprentice greeted "God man, look at your house! It's fuckin' huge!" she complemented "Thanks! It was so fucking expensive but it was worth it!" Sunny laughed a bit as she invites her apprentice in. Geraldine got a good look at Sunny's new house, she dreamed about being in one these houses and now her teacher managed to get one of them. Outstanding. Geraldine runs to the couch and tries to jump on it "Don't even try it motherfucker" Sunny warned "Sorry girl, I'm just so fuckin' excited!" Geraldine says as she jumped over onto the couch.
Sunny grabbed two glasses and a bottle of brandy. She pours one glass for herself and the other for Geraldine. She hands the glass to her apprentice and partner in crime. "So listen," Sunny announced "that French guy got the money; he wants to give us work. You interested?", Geraldine gives it some thought. This was the same man who punched Sunny in the stomach and threatened them if they didn't up. Should they work together? "Yeah, I'm in; more money to us!" she laughed. Sunny sits next to her apprentice, she puts the glass next hers "Here's to us..." To us!". Clink! The glasses touch each other.
They spend the rest of the day watching t.v., two partners now have a friendship and partnership. They got lots of money and now they're now going to get more of it. Everything is going wonderful.
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One week after the robbery; Stab City trailer park, Blaine County
It's almost twelve and she's barely out of bed. Her trailer is slightly messy with some clothes laying around the floor "Bloody hell..." she yawned.
Chelsea goes to the bathroom, she doesn't have a top on. The only thing that she has on is a thong, she usually sleeps half naked mostly because of the heat. The thing about Blaine County was the dessert heat, the night time might get cooler but as soon the sun starts to rise the heat starts to go up so its best to strip off. Chelsea mostly just sleeps like that because she feels like it. She turns the faucet on and proceeds to brush her teeth, she drank beer and she doesn't remember what else. Her breath ever since she went to bed smelled like cheap five dollar beer, she chugs some mouthwash, gurgles and spits it out.
Her emerald eyes stare into the mirror, she looks at the nose ring in the middle of her nose; it's still in place, good. Her strawberry blonde hair on top is messy, the sides of her head are shaved; she sent a photo to her mother back in Australia once, let's say that her reaction was priceless. Her arms were quite muscular, that's what happens when you do push ups every morning. She grabs a somewhat clean towel, a fresh pair of panties and enters the shower. The hot water sprays down onto her "Ah, that feels good" she remarked with a smile. Chelsea gets out and dries herself off. The tattoos that cover her body tell their own story.
The one behind her shoulders spelled Aussie Pride mostly because if Chelsea was proud of being anything it was Australian. Her country's flag is splashed on the right side of her abdomen, just like the one on her shoulders she's proud of her country. The set of chains that ran from the upper part of her right arm down towards her wrist; the old saying was that you're as strong as it's weakest link; Chelsea wasn't weak but she was indefinitely strong. She puts her panties on and was still topless. She heads back to her room.
It took a couple minutes or so to find something to put on. Chelsea finds a pair of jeans with a rip on the left knee and a dirty green spaghetti tank top. Their was a peculiar tattoo on her left arm that she was always proud to have gotten; a soldier with a rifle in a right shoulder arms position. On top it said the words in cursive Lest We Forget; any Australian or New Zelander who knew their history would know of the sacrifices that both their countries went through during World War I. It was something that she was always proud of getting. Aside of the ring between her nostrils were the matter of her ears, they were both pierced top to bottom. From a distance most people thought she looked like a hardcore rock star with a drug addiction or some coked out weirdo from a freak show. She drank but never used drugs, because of her somewhat skinny stature most people thought that she was anorexic but Chelsea wasn't; she worked out of course but the thing was though she could eat and not gain weight; screw what others thought. They didn't know her, only she knew her.
After managing to put everything on she braided her hair into a ponytail. She puts her dog tags around her neck, Chelsea was proud of her service in the military; she'll never stop being proud of that.
Her kitchen is to say...not so clean but not so bad. She grabs a couple of eggs and a skillet, the sound of eggs sizzling and the smell of coffee brewing in the pot would make anyone feel awake. She puts the plate down on the table and turns on the t.v., hopefully their's something good on.
As she ate her breakfast the news comes on. A bank robbery in Los Santos.
Chelsea looked on as the reporter talked about the robbery the screen suddenly goes to the footage of the robbers. She pauses the screen and begins to study the robber. She see's her physique, the way she held herself and the way she kept herself calm under fire. She pushes the play button as the reporter finishes by saying that two of the robbers were females and something about contacting the police and so forth. A big grin forms on Chelsea's face "Well, that's quite the feat". She gets up and puts the dishes in the sink, she grabs her Sig Sauer P226 and puts it behind her waist. She opens her closet, their lies the prettiest girl that anyone has ever seen. Jessie.
The Steyr AUG rifle was something every soldier would love to always be at their side. Every Australian soldier loved this weapon, perfect for any type of encounter. Chelsea has had Jessie since she left the military, she wouldn't leave home without her. "Well Jessie," she purred "looks like you and me get to have some fun together!" she gleefully boasted as she grabs a handful of magazine clips.
Knock! Knock! Knock! Three knock are heard at the door "Chelsea! Open up!" a man yelled. With Jessie in tow Chelsea goes to the door.
There stands Joey Lyle, some low ranking punk from what was left of the Lost MC. People called him 'Stick', mostly because of his skinny as a twig physique. He has a mohawk that looks badly placed on his head. "What the hell do you want?" she stared down at him "What the fuck do you call this?" he pulls a small shiny diamond out of his pocket. Chelsea looks at him rather confused "That's a fucking diamond, the one that I let you have after I helped you pull that job" she answered "I took it to my fencer and you know what he told me?" he sarcastically asked "Let me guess? You're an asshole?" she quickly sniped "He told me this thing was a fucking fugazi! It's not real!". She has a confused look on her face.
"Uh, no, that's not a fugazi. That thing and the rest are real" Chelsea reiterated "Now, clear the gangway, I got something to do" she says as she starts to head to her Rebel pick up truck. As Chelsea puts Jessie in the passenger seat "Hold up, you cheating Aussie whore!" he grabs her wrist "You're out of your damn mind if you think I'm-!", a fist collides into his face. He falls back as he covers his now bloodied nose "Argh, you fucking bitch!" he snarled "First things first, I'm no cheater; I never once cheated in my fucking life" she coldly states "Second, those diamonds weren't fake. They are real. Third, You're a fucking no one" Chelsea starts to chuckle "What's left of the Lost doesn't take you seriously, they never have and they never will!" she begins to laugh "Even Johnny didn't take you seriously!".
Joey starts to get back up, Chelsea reaches in and pulls out a socket wrench.
"See, I liked helping Johnny. Even when he was smoking I liked helping him," she smiled "but then there's you!". The wrench strikes him in the collar "Argh!" he painfully screamed "A little arrogant fucking twerp like you, oh my god! You think you're a such a big man, don't you?" Chelsea laughed "The MC never took you seriously and I don't take you seriously!", she now stands over him with that smile still on her face. "Let's go for a ride, you an me". Twenty seconds later with a roll of duck tape, Chelsea hog ties him and puts Joey in the back of her truck. She speeds out of the trailer park. Time to have a chat with this fencer.
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"You fucking bitch! Fucking skank!" he yelled "Keep talking tough guy! Ain't going do you any good!" she quipped as they near the pawn shop.
She parks across the shop, Chelsea pulls out her Sig Sauer; shes locked and loaded. Jessie herself is ready.
The Steyr opens fire. The bullets smashed through the store windows, the sound of the shell casings crash onto the pavement is the only thing that's heard. Round after round tears everything to pieces.
The pawn shop owner manages to slowly crawl out from behind the counter; he looks at all the damage; it's going to need more than just a fresh coat of point.
The door suddenly burst open. A hog tied biker is tossed through the door way and strawberry blond woman carrying a rifle in her hands walks through the door.
"Are this prick's fencers?" Chelsea asked "Uh, uh" he stammers "Tell me something," she reaches into her pocket and pulls out the diamond "does this look like a fugazi to you? Huh?" she asked as she kept Jessie pointed at him "Now this piece of shit tells me that you told him this thing was a fake", the owner slowly starts to back away, "This is a legit diamond, it's not a fake...do you understand?" she stated "Now you can do one of two thing, you can refund me and give me my money or I let Jessie tear you apart and trust me you really don't want that; so what's it gonna be?".
With the end of the rifle trained on him the pawn shop owner, Chelsea and a hog tied Joey go to the back.
The owner starts to turn the dial on the safe. Chelsea has Jessie trained on him to make sure he doesn't try anything. The safe finally opens. Chelsea tosses a bag to the owner "Fill up the bag right now" she ordered "W-What?" he stammers, she pulls the trigger and a bullet flies into a computer screen "Did I fucking stutter? Fill that bag up right now or I'm gonna lower Jessie towards your head" she threatened. The owner starts to hastily fill the bag with money as fast as possible. As the bag is finally full he hands it to Chelsea "Thanks", Jessie's bullet goes into his leg. He yelps in pain "Word of advice, next time you decide to get smart with someone, you better make sure they don't come back demanding a refund". She grabs her bag of money along with Joey and leaves.
"Come on you scamp! We got one more stop to make!".
The Desert
Joey marches as Chelsea holds him at gunpoint. "Fucking bitch motherfucker! You're not going to get away with this!" he screams "The Lost is gonna get you! You hear me!", she just ignores him. "Alright, stop right here" she ordered; he turns around as she pulls out her Sig Sauer.
"So any last words?" "Fuck you! Australian fucking whore!" he screamed "The Lost is gonna get you for this!" he threatened. Chelsea starts to laugh "You know what's really funny?" she humorously laughed "The Lost...those guys, your friends think you're nothing more than a fucking joke!" she continued to laugh "Even Johnny knew you were fucking joke Joey!".
"You know what's even more funnier?" she starts to aim the Sig Sauer "What's left of the Lost are nothing more than a bunch of ice junkies! Meth heads and meth whores! The MC really is a fucking joke!" she taunted.
Bang! Bang! Two rounds go into both of his legs. Joey falls back screaming in pain "You fucking bitch!" he cursed as Chelsea stands over him. That will be the last time that he will ever curse. She lowers the sight on the center of his forehead.
Bang! The blood oozes from the back of his head as it mixes with the sand, some ants get caught in the blood as it slowly rushes out. Joey thought he was tough and a big player in his own deluded mind but now, now he's just dead. It'll be a while before the coyotes and vultures have a peck at his soon to be rotting carcass, Chelsea bends down and goes through his pockets. She finds his wallet which had the club's logo; how tacky can you get? She opens it up and much to her annoyance, five hundred measly dollars was all he had on him "Always knew you were a cheap bastard Joe" she snarked. She throws it aside and leaves.
The pick ups ignition starts and it leaves till it fades out.
Chelsea dials a number on her phone, a male voice picks up; she asks for a favor; the voice asks what kind of favor? She simply responds that's it's a matter of business and nothing more than that. The voice says he will what he can do.
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The sun is already about to set as Chelsea returned to her trailer.
The park where she resided was always unkempt, crawling around with meth freaks and god knows who else. It was the lowest of the low for anyone who wanted to escape from the big city or for someone who wanted to disappear altogether.
Her trailer was always somewhat messy. If her mother saw her like this she'd likely die from shock. Her father would be amazed how messy her home was and would likely scold her for not cleaning it up. If her parents saw her home now they pretty much would go crazy and throw her in some mental institution for the remainder of her life until she was rehabilitated.
The voice said to wait a few day until he could get some information about the crew that pulled off that heist.
She pops the cap off a beer bottle and proceeds to drink her beer.
The one thing Chelsea hates is waiting. She wasn't known for her patience.
If she could find maybe she could work together with them. She's worked alone for a while now, shes hasn't worked with a crew since...that time. That memory crawls back into her mind as it starts to replay like an old video. She can hear every single sound that comes to her mind.
The rattle of Uzis are familiar to those caught in the crossfire. Screaming follows as blood is smeared on the clean floor as the bodies are ripped to pieces.
She cries as she begs him to stay with him, he coughs up blood "Just hang there! It's going to be okay!", she kids herself as she tries to scramble to get some medical supplies knowing full well that wound that he has will kill him in a number of minutes or so. She plugs it up as best she could "Stay with me...please stay with me" she pleads "Sorry...looks like...this is the e-end...!" "No-no-no-no! It's going to be okay! Just stay with me!" she cried.
His eyes eventually becomes still and now he's motionless. "Get up...get up...get up...", nothing; he's gone. She cries and wraps her arms around his head as she lets out a painful and sad sob.
Chelsea snaps out of it. She can't think of that right now.
It's been a really long time since she was with a crew. Maybe these two girls are her ticket to more money. Chelsea wants to know what kind of potential do they have.
She'll find out in the next few days.
Chapter 17 is coming soon. Rate and Review.