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The Gallagher House.
Lip and Debbie were already home from school.
Fiona pushed the door open and walked in, arriving in the living room. She greeted Lip and Debbie, then plopped down on the sofa, sharing the good news about her new job. "I found a new job today. Although it's a temporary position, I feel that if I work for a while and work hard, I should be able to become a regular employee..."
Fiona wasn't just saying this casually.
Mike's attitude was clear. Fiona believed that by utilizing it, becoming a regular employee wouldn't be a big problem.
Hearing this, Lip was indeed happy for Fiona. "Oh? What job? How's the income?"
Fiona smiled and gave an answer. "Office work..."
Fiona talked with great interest for a while.
Lip and Debbie both laughed after listening.
At the same time, knowing Fiona's income and calculating it, confirming that as long as Fiona continued working, the Gallagher family wouldn't have big problems, Lip let out a long sigh of relief silently.
Just as he finished this sigh of relief.
The door of the Gallagher house was opened again. Sammi walked in, appearing in the field of vision of Fiona and the other two.
Seeing Sammi.
Instantly.
The smile on Fiona's face disappeared completely, her face turning gloomy.
Lip's reaction wasn't much better.
Debbie, however, didn't change much.
The next second.
Fiona stood up abruptly, shouting with a dark face, "What are you doing here? Get out, you are not welcome here!"
Lip stood up immediately too, echoing Fiona. "Sammi, you should leave!"
Facing Fiona and Lip's reaction, although Sammi had anticipated it, she was still a bit embarrassed. She paused for a moment before speaking. "Lip, Daddy is outside. Can you help get him in?"
Lip was silent for a moment. "None of our business. He is not welcome here either."
Hearing this, Debbie was anxious and pleaded, "Lip, don't be like this..."
Saying one sentence, Debbie hurried towards Sammi. "I'll help."
Fiona and Lip really couldn't do anything about Debbie's attitude towards Frank. Seeing this, they looked at each other, helpless, and sat down again, not helping, nor saying much for the time being.
Seeing Fiona and Lip's reaction, Sammi instantly felt a bit more relaxed. Subsequently, without saying more, she went out with Debbie to help Frank into the house.
"Debbie, I was wrong about what happened that day. I'm sorry," Sammi was crazy, but not too stupid. She knew that for her and Chuckie to move back into the Gallagher house, relying solely on Frank wasn't safe; apologies should be made when due.
Debbie hadn't forgotten about that day... however, she didn't care too much either.
After all, being choked like that, Debbie had experienced it quite a few times in juvenile detention. Once raw, twice cooked; it was nothing much.
But to say she forgave Sammi just like that, that was impossible too.
Debbie glanced at Sammi, didn't make a sound, and just focused on supporting Frank.
After some struggle.
Frank, who actually forced himself to move, arrived in the first-floor living room with the help of Debbie and Sammi.
Seeing Fiona and Lip on the sofa looking at him, Frank immediately had a good idea. He sneered and spoke sarcastically, "Yes, I'm still alive. Very disappointed, right."
Hearing this.
Fiona and Lip: "!!!!"
Neither Fiona nor Lip were good-tempered people. Moreover, facing the sarcasm of a scumbag like Frank, how could they tolerate it?
Instantly.
"Very disappointed," Lip spoke first. "I thought you were thrown into the dumpster by the hospital long ago."
Fiona wasn't as sharp-tongued, following up, "Frank, you have no right to speak to us like that!"
"Hehe," Frank sneered, not bothering with Fiona and Lip anymore. Turning to Sammi, he said gently, "Sammi, let's go, we go upstairs. Ignore them."
The attitudes before and after were completely opposite... Sammi enjoyed it very much, subconsciously raising her head. In this action, there was clearly a sense of triumph.
Fiona watched with teeth itching, her expression becoming somewhat ferocious.
Frank glimpsed this from the corner of his eye and immediately smiled smugly in his heart, feeling he was simply too awesome. He sowed discord between Fiona and Sammi so easily. He believed that within a few days, Fiona and Lip would find it unbearable and kick Sammi and Chuckie out!
Yes, Frank being sarcastic to Fiona and Lip just now was a strategy.
Among the crowd present, no one saw through it.
Frank was indeed very awesome.
A few minutes later.
Frank, Sammi, and Chuckie all reached the second floor.
On the first-floor sofa, Fiona, whose good mood was completely ruined, was very unhappy. She took a cigarette from her bag, lit it, took a fierce drag, and then whispered to Lip, "We must kick Sammi and Chuckie out!"
Nowadays, Lip was actually really annoyed by these shitty matters and didn't want to care at all. Hearing Fiona's words, he became more determined and eager to pass the college entrance exam quickly and leave here.
"Mm," however, needing to live here next, Lip had to nod in agreement. "Let's talk to her later when she comes down!"
Fiona nodded heavily.
Debbie watched silently from the side, not knowing what to do.
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The Gallagher House, second floor.
Frank actually knew Fiona, Lip, and these kids very well. After sitting down, he said gently to Sammi, "Sammi, you and Chuckie just live here with peace of mind."
"Fiona and Lip will definitely say many nasty things to you again. Just treat it like they are farting, don't care."
"They are all bitches. Just pretend they don't exist."
"I have a share in this house too, they..."
Frank rambled on.
Sammi was very moved listening. "Okay, Daddy."
'Idiot,' Frank smiled, cursing inwardly, then said, "Mm, then you go make dinner. Just make it for the three of us."
"Okay," Sammi responded obediently. Done, she took Chuckie out of the room and went downstairs.
First floor.
Seeing Sammi and her son coming down, Fiona, who was smoking, immediately gave Lip a look.
Lip understood and got up with Fiona, walking towards Sammi.
"Sammi, I'm serious!" Blocking Sammi and her son's way with a dark face, Fiona spoke decisively, "You have to leave our house immediately!"
Hearing this, Sammi smiled smugly at Fiona. "This is Frank's home too. Frank agreed for us, mother and son, to stay. You have no say!"
Fiona felt Sammi's attitude was really fxxking punchable. Her tone became even more unkind. "This house has nothing to do with Frank. I rented it! The lease is under my name!"
"I have the right to decide who can live here and who cannot!"
Sammi didn't care. Moving her body, she detoured towards the kitchen. "If you are unhappy, go talk to Frank. Talking nonsense to me is useless."
Fiona: "!!!!"
Time flew.
Sammi started making dinner in the kitchen.
Fiona was dying of anger, but because of her actually cowardly character, she was helpless.
Fiona lost this round of battle.
The result was that the Gallagher house became chaotic and tense from then on.
Not too long after, Carl returned from the new house next door.
Of course, Carl wouldn't, and wasn't willing to look at the atmosphere here. After returning, he just did what he had to do.
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In a flash, it was past 9 PM.
Veronica, Vivian, and Svetlana arrived at Veronica's house together.
The three decided to have some drinks and further confirm Svetlana's wedding arrangements by the way.
Before long.
The three were chatting and laughing.
The Gallagher House.
Fiona had been basically waiting for Veronica to return. At this time, she walked out of the house again to look. Seeing lights on in Veronica's house, she immediately returned to the Gallagher house, took a pack of beer as planned beforehand, and went out again towards Veronica's house.
Arriving at the door.
Fiona took a deep breath and knocked.
Knock knock knock~~~
Hearing this, Veronica couldn't help wondering who would knock so late. "I'll go see who it is."
Saying a word to Vivian and Svetlana, Veronica got up smiling and walked to the main door.
Opening the door and seeing Fiona, Veronica was stunned instantly, truly surprised. Her eyes widened suddenly, not knowing what to say.
After such a long time, the two could be said to have had zero contact. Now, suddenly being so close, and seeing Veronica's reaction, Fiona felt a bit uncomfortable. She had to squeeze out a little smile hurriedly and spoke proactively, "Can we talk? I have something to tell you."
Hearing this, Veronica blinked and asked coldly, "About what?"
Fiona shook her head. "Can't explain clearly, very complicated... Can we talk?"
Veronica was hesitating.
Hesitating for quite a while.
Veronica nodded. "Wait a moment."
Dropping this sentence, Veronica walked quickly back to the living room and said to Vivian and the other, "I have something to do, will be back in a while. You two chat first. Make yourselves at home, eat and drink whatever you want, don't be polite."
The three were very familiar with each other. Vivian and Svetlana didn't mind and nodded one after another.
Following that, Svetlana quietly turned her head, looked at the door, saw Fiona, and a look of disgust appeared on her face instantly.
Svetlana didn't like Fiona, thinking Fiona was a genuine bitch.
Not long after.
Veronica walked out of the house and thought for a moment. "Let's talk in the backyard."
Regarding the point that Veronica didn't even invite her into the house, Fiona was a bit unhappy. But, business was important, so she hurriedly swallowed this unhappiness and followed Veronica to the backyard.
Arriving in the backyard, finding a random place to sit.
Fiona gave a can of beer to Veronica, opened another one for herself, chugged two mouthfuls fiercely, then lit a cigarette. "V, I confirmed something a few days ago, related to Dexter."
Veronica didn't open the beer. Her face was expressionless, listening quietly.
"For the past year or so, my family has had accidents constantly..." Fiona didn't dawdle and started talking. "Some time ago, Frank's right arm was chopped off... It was Dexter's doing. He basically admitted it to me."
Veronica: "?????"
Thump.
Fundamentally very cowardly and daring not to be involved in any criminal activities, Veronica's heart skipped a beat fiercely, frightened.