"Look at you, so stingy. Don't worry, you'll get your reward."
Adrian Desmond handed Larry a rose, who didn't take it and reacted excessively, asking, "What is this for? You're not really marrying me, are you? I'm very poor. I can't afford to support you and Dylan."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tell my brother that you're picking on me."
Paige Desmond was both angry and annoyed. She was a beautiful woman with many admirers back in the day. But to hear Larry talk, she had become unwanted trash.
Larry immediately became respectful. "Miss, I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare! Please, don't tell on me. Your brother will kill me!"
"Alright, hurry up and leave. I'll transfer the money to your card."
"Really?"
"Seeing you beaten up like this, I'll give you a little extra for medical expenses."
Larry, still lying on the ground and not minding the dirt, grinned foolishly. "Oh, you shouldn't have! That's too generous."
