Chapter 825
- Third Person's POV
- Wanda whipped around, her eyes locking onto the bills scattered on the ground. She froze for a second, then feigned a casual pat of her threadbare pockets. "Oh, those are mine. I usually don't even blink at this kind of pocket change, but I'm sure as hell not leaving it for you to use..."
- Before she could even finish her sentence, she lunged down to snatch up the cash and bolted out the front door.