At last, he had a private space of his own.
The dorm room wasn’t luxurious, but it came with basic furniture, appliances, and even a small sofa. Cleaning it up wouldn’t be too difficult.
Ms. Lovett handed him the keys and left without lingering. Arthur placed his suitcase down, rolled up his sleeves, and began tidying up.
In the past, Arthur had taken on numerous part-time jobs, including dishwashing, cleaning, and working as a waiter. He wasn’t some spoiled young master who avoided chores. Cleaning this dorm was a piece of cake for him.
By the time he finished, it was already late afternoon. Arthur looked around the clean room. It was small, with minimal furnishings, but it exuded a peculiar sense of comfort. Perhaps it was because he no longer had to endure the constant judgment of the family.
His stomach was already growling loudly. Checking his pocket, he found less than five dollars remaining. It wasn’t enough to buy even a bowl of noodles.
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