Chapter 70 Catching Me Under the Bed

I continued to hide in the bedroom with my ear pressed against the door, listening to whatever was going on outside. I could vaguely hear a woman’s voice; she was most likely that woman I had seen earlier at Dreamscape Clubhouse, and she seemed to be cajoling Jasmine into accepting her terms. “Please get out. If you pester me again, I will call the police.” Jasmine’s icy voice drifted past the door. No wonder she was a lecturer; she had been nervous just moments ago when I saw her, but judging from her tone, she had probably calmed down completely now.