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 car dealership to beg for

not see the cars on display before deciding

here to buy a car. Why are

return to

two security guards traded glances but

"Come on, man..."

a Bugatti Veyron. Have you heard of it? Nope, I guess

worth less than four grand a month. They were no more than guard dogs, getting delusional that they were important just because

were still dogs and

me now?" Frank's

good mood and was not

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