"Let me know when you plan to move, and I'll have the driver help you with it. You don't need to hire a moving company," Sienna Johnson said politely.
"We can come over tonight."
Sienna didn't expect him to be in such a rush, "Don't you need to resign from your boss first?"
"Actually, I haven't had any work for half a month. Our boss is having some financial issues, and the entire construction crew is at a standstill."
Harrison Harris looked at his son and sighed deeply. Because of this, his son's tuition fees hadn't been paid.
Sienna instructed Sally, "Sally, have the driver accompany Mr. Harris to move."
"Yes, Madam."
"Madam, you don't have to call me Mr. Harris. It's too formal. Everyone calls me Harrison. Just call me Harrison."
"That's an interesting name."
"My dad gave it to me." Harrison's face finally brightened up, shedding the look of worry from when he first arrived.
Sienna was familiar with people like them; they all lived at the bottom rung of society.
