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

luxury

on display before deciding if they

here

he looked bad after trekking down the hills to return

traded glances but soon

"Come on, man..."

his stun baton before pointing at the car in the middle of the bright, clean showroom. "That's 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 worth? Thirty million dollars for the top model! Do you even understand how

emphasizing on the number when he and his colleague's salaries combined were worth less than four grand a month. They were no more than guard dogs, getting delusional

they were still dogs and could be

you belittling me now?" Frank's tone

not interested in wasting

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