The tattooed man said to the brothers behind him, "Did you hear that?"
The slick-looking young men, who didn't appear to be good people, laughed loudly, "Don't worry, we're good at this kind of thing."
Next to the woman in the trench coat, there was a woman dressed in a suit; she was a lawyer and watched the scene, her mind swirling with thoughts.
The woman in the trench coat had been an only child, spoiled since childhood, and later married a locally famous financier. The financier, young and wealthy, doted on her as well, and life had been good.
The woman in the trench coat often got her hair done and, bewitched, ended up having an affair with her hairstylist.
The hairstylist was no simple man either. After they got together, he urged her to divorce quickly so they could get a larger share of the property and even went as far as to forbid her from sharing a bed with her husband to force a divorce.
