The next day after her fight with Seneca, Rosiley moved out.
Sachin sent Lane to pick her up. When Rosiley left, she couldn't help looking back at the house and feeling a little sad.
She had lived there for over twenty years. l† was sad to leave the house after all.
But she recovered soon enough. There was nothing worth her stay in that house.
Sachin lived in the Lennox Villa that was beautifully situated in the downtown area of the south. With the high-end facilities and high privacy, it kept out the rustle and bustle of the city. The housing price was incredibly high. But not all the rich could buy one. The people who lived here had to be both wealthy and powerful.
When Rosiley arrived, Sachin was waiting at home.
Today he wore a dark blue striped suit that featured the finest workmanship with simple patterns and a dashing tie. He looked elegant in it yet remained cold and unapproachable.
Rosiley's mind drifted off. He was drop-dead gorgeous and was definitely attractive.
“Are these all your luggage?” Sachin went to her and asked, pointing at the three suitcases behind her.
Rosiley collected herself and smiled, "Yes. Too few?”