A normal person could never afford a helicopter.

But that was fine-if the woman was not going to reveal her identity, Frank had no reason to force her, since she did not show ill intent.

Still, he asked, "Ms. Pearce, where are you from? Should I give you a ride home?"

"Of course!" Hana nodded.

Seeing how quickly Hana answered, Moxxi muttered under her breath, "He's just being nice, and you took it seriously? Talk about thick-skinned."

Hana seemed to hear Moxxi but did not respond and instead followed Frank to his bus along with her two goons and pilot.

As they walked, Hana said, "Why would you ride that bus, Mr. Frankton? It's not even a Coaster-it really doesn't suit you!"

to take it lying down. "Unlike you, Mr.

though we won't really know until we

grips. "I thought Mr. Frankton prefers to keep a low-profile? Isn't this interior a waste of money, especially for someone who dissed such wasteful behavior?" While Jada was left speechless by

"Fine, whatever you say!"

bus like it was her home. Her goons picked up an unopened bottle of champagne and a

Hana giggled. "Some idiot actually

the fuck did

Moxxi and Jada

remained calm, but they

was just a polite gesture that they played along with her quips, but they could get violent

goons were suddenly

down! We can talk about this!" Alda quickly intervened as things were about to

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