Chapter 387 A Hidden Fuck-me-bot:>Ep8

• The next day Reyan was due to come over in the afternoon and discuss the plan for refurbishing the house exteriors. Cal left early, allowing Tess time to do some of her own research, and peruse the vision-board Reyan had prepared. By the time she heard the door unlocking, Tess had already set up a printer upstairs, collating a bunch of material, and making a few calls to her contacts.
• Right away, Reyan could sense something was off, arriving at the top of the stairs to see her friend in plain jeans and a hoodie, sitting on the ground with paper in piles all over the floor. There had been little discussion about Tess' invitation to invest in the house together, and Reyan sensed the time was up. These were what looked to be contracts, and she expected there was a financial conversation to be had.
• With a deep breath she leaned in the doorway, rifling through her thoughts to arrive at the best way to word her response, when she realised that these papers were neither contracts nor financial documents. They were reports of some kind.