That sounded like a great idea.

“It’s settled then, Boyce will treat us to a feast today,” said Armand as he rubbed his hands together, wanting to eat to his heart’s content at Boyce’s expense.

“I’m feeling some hotpot today, how about you?” Dolores felt that hotpot was the closest thing to Spicy Hot Pot. Since the latter was prohibited by Matthew, she hoped that hotpot would be somewhat acceptable for him.

Matthew walked over and glared at her.

Dolores dodged his glare by drinking the cup of water on the table.

Armand replied, “We can do that, yes. But wouldn’t the heavy smell of the hotpot make the whole room reek of spice?”

“We can always open the windows to ventilate the air. Plus we’ll be eating at the outhouse anyway, not here.”

Armand agreed, “Very well, then, we’ll eat there. I’ll order, and Boyce’s gonna pay for all of it.”

Boyce said, “Even if you chose to eat dragon’s meat today, I’ll still pay for it, no matter how ludicrously expensive it is.”

Armand shot him a glare, “Oh I’ll show you how expensive it will be, just you wait.”

Armand was absolutely determined to bleed his wallet so dry, it could rival the Saharan Desert in dryness.

Jasmine approached him, curious as to what he was ordering. Witnessing this, Armand stepped back and said, “Go away, go glue yourself to your beloved Boyce.”

“Careful now, girls don’t like petty guys,” joked Jasmine.

Armand was speechless.

“I don’t need anyone else to like me…”

“This applies to Theresa, too,” added Jasmine.

Armand was speechless once again.

He stared into Jasmine’s eyes for some time before blurting out, “You and your beloved Boyce really are made for each other.”

also made

knife even deeper, “What a coincidence, I think the same way,

had his words took away

from Jasmine’s verbal assault, he replied, “Jasmine, you really shouldn’t

a bad

Armand

to speak as he lowered

eat, Dolores?”

answered, “Yes, I want some fish balls, tofu

Armand was rendered speechless by another person other than his eternal tormentor,

and asked, “That’s all? Anything that’s remotely expensive? Don’t you want something

replied, “Even if I don’t, I’m

since Dolores’ statement was

want some duck blood.” Jasmine looked over Armand and saw

sofa and asked, “Anything

Jasmine shook her head.

stared at her and added, “Saving your husband’s money, I

and said, “Of

them flash their intimacy right in his face prompted Armand to

a punishment for continuously flashing his eyes

knew what he did, she

stood next to the bed and asked, “Are

her arms around his waist, looked up, shook her head and said, “No, I still haven’t

her cheeks and said, “Since when did you become

not realize this

for your own

knew full well that he meant

an

Spicy Hot Pot right

was ruckus outside the room, it could be that the food

around Matthew’s, “I want to go

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