Even in Darkness She Chose to Rise (Tatiana and Jasper) novel Chapter 472

Chapter 472 Only I Can Spoil You

He worked even harder, tidying the entire room in record time. Before finishing, he didn’t forget to hand Tammy a pack of chicken feet so she could sit to the side and enjoy a snack.

By the time she finished eating, he was completely done.

Tammy loved the feeling of being taken care of, even if her skills meant she didn’t actually need it.

Their arrival naturally drew the attention of many people on the same floor.

The building was immense, soaring over a hundred stories high. Residential units started from the tenth floor, and the lower the floor, the more mediocre the tenant’s strength was considered.

The more powerful the fighter, the higher they lived, and the larger and more luxurious their rooms became.

For instance, the ten most popular fighters in the arena lived on the top floor. Each occupied a sprawling two–hundred–square–meter penthouse–absolute luxury.

For the fighters at the bottom, the ultimate goal was to move up.

Although the manager had signed Norman, he hadn’t granted him any special treatment initially, assigning them the most basic and cramped room available.

But for two people who had been sleeping in the rough and hiding out lately, it was more than adequate.

Because of this, there wasn’t a hint of dissatisfaction on Tammy’s face.

“Are you new here?”

A woman with heavy makeup approached them and struck up a conversation.

Tammy turned her head to look. “Yeah.”

The movement instantly stunned the woman. What a stunning beauty!

“You aren’t from Hindersville, are you?”

Tammy had seen herself in the mirror and knew her features differed from the locals, so she nodded.

However, she stayed cautious and didn’t reveal where she was actually from.

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Chapter 472 Only 1 Can Speil You

“My name is Sylvie. What’s yours?”

“Flowie.”

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Sylvie thought to herself that if she didn’t want to give a real name, she could have just said so. Giving such an obvious fake name was a bit insulting.

Still, Sylvie was a social butterfly. She kept a warm smile on her face. “Flowie, where’s your man?”

Tammy tilted her chin, pointing inside.

Sylvie peeked in and gasped in shock. “You let your man do the cleaning?”

Her voice was so loud it actually gave Tammy a start.

“Is there a problem?”

“Of course there is! How can you let a man do this kind of grunt work? They have it hard enough fighting in the ring! They’re out there risking their lives! These little chores should be your responsibility as the wife!”

“Hard?”

Tammy thought back to Norman’s performance earlier. It didn’t seem all that difficult, and she figured she could do it just as well. Unfortunately, he wouldn’t give her the chance.

“Regardless, you can’t let a man do these things! Go grab the mop!”

Tammy ignored her and kept gnawing on a chicken foot. She was starting to find this woman a bit annoying.

Seeing her lack of reaction, Sylvie grew anxious and hurried her along. “Don’t think just because you’re pretty that you can…”

“Am I pretty?”

Sylvie nodded instinctively. “Of course you are!”

Tammy’s eyes crinkled into a smile. Who didn’t enjoy being called beautiful?

“But beauty doesn’t put food on the table–mph!”

A greasy chicken foot was shoved into Sylvie’s mouth, cutting off the rest of her lecture.

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Chapter 472 Only 1 Can Spor You

“Tastes good, right?”

Sylvic: ”

She resigned herself to eating the snack.

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When Norman walked out, he was greeted by the sight of two women sitting together gnawing on chicken feet.

He arched an eyebrow. “You’ve made a friend already?”

“Mhm! Her name is Sylvic. She lives next door.”

“Hello.”

Norman gave a perfunctory greeting before eagerly pulling Tammy inside to inspect his work. He sounded a bit proud as he asked, “I’ve got it all cleaned up. Not bad, right?”

The once–dusty room was transformed, though it was undeniably small.

He felt a bit of a sting in his heart. Making his woman stay in such a cramped space felt like a humiliation to him. But no matter; he would fight his way to the top sooner or later.

“Wow! Dagen, you’re the best!”

Norman was practically beaming, feeling quite pleased with himself.

“Hungry? I’ll go get some food.”

“Starving!”

Even though she’d had the chicken feet, she really wanted some proper meat.

“Then wait for me inside. I’ll be back soon.”

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