Hearing Jane's rant, the two security guards who were laughing in the distance over their poker game promptly put on their caps and jogged toward her, Frank, and Mona. "Ahem... Sorry about that, Ms. Liston."

They smiled awkwardly at Jane before wheeling on Frank and Mona.

Suddenly, their expressions were haughty and contemptible.

"Where did you come from, bumpkins?! Get out of here we just cleaned the floor, so don't dirty it!"

"Shoo, shoo!"

Even as the two security guards were busy driving them away, Mona was gulping as she stared at the snacks on the table.

Turning toward Frank miserably, she groaned, "I'm hungry, Master Lawrence..."

guards laughed

beggars would go to a luxury car dealership to beg for

see the cars on display before deciding if they were allowed to set

was in turn scowling as he demanded, "We're customers here to buy a car. Why are

trekking down the hills to return to the city, but they were not even letting them in?!

two security guards traded

"Come on, man..."

a Bugatti Veyron. Have you heard of it? Nope, I guess not. The point is, I know it's right there, but do you know how much it's

his colleague's salaries combined were worth less than four grand a month. They were no more than guard dogs, getting delusional that they were important just because what they

understand that they were still dogs and could be replaced at any

belittling me now?" Frank's

not interested in wasting his

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