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2118 North Wallace Street.
Dexter returned to the house smiling happily and plopped down next to Bianca.
"What's up? So happy?" Bianca asked curiously.
"Mickey called, something interesting happened," Dexter smiled back. "You've been living in South Side for quite a while now. Do you know situation with Mickey's family?"
Bianca: "??? Mickey and Mandy?"
Dexter shook his head. "Those Milkoviches."
"I know them. Seems they're a bunch of crazy people, right?" Bianca replied casually.
"Mm, they can be considered bullies of South Side. Basically, no one dares to provoke them, except for real criminal gangs," Dexter said.
Bianca didn't quite understand why Dexter suddenly brought this up. "So?"
Dexter smiled slyly. "What's your attitude towards criminals?"
This question wasn't asked without reason.
Bianca, this woman, how should he put it? She had been well-behaved for over twenty years and indeed looked quite well-behaved. But actually, she was quite crazy inside.
Having been together for so long, Dexter believed Bianca wouldn't have much fear of criminals.
And that was indeed case.
Bianca blinked. "What attitude? You're a bit weird, I can't understand what you're saying."
"Really? Then let's make a hypothetical. For example, if I were secretly a heinous criminal, what would you do?" Dexter asked with a wicked smile.
Hearing this, Bianca immediately widened her eyes and stared blankly at Dexter. After staring for a few seconds, she finally found her voice. "What kind of heinous?"
Dexter laughed.
Haha.
Comrade Bianca, what an interesting woman.
Laughing, Dexter suddenly moved, tackling Bianca down, and asked with a smile at close range. "Heinous kind like head of a mafia family."
Bianca was stunned at first, then a smile of clear excitement appeared on her face. "Then what would be my status in your mafia family?"
"My wife, of course," Dexter smiled back.
Hearing word 'wife', Bianca's heartbeat immediately quickened a lot, smiling very happily. "If that's case, then I'll just have to follow you."
"Congratulations, correct answer," Dexter smiled. Then, without dawdling, he started making a move.
In a short while.
Sofa creaked.
...
Entrance of Alibi Room.
Mickey hesitated for a short while, didn't return to bar, kept cigarette in his mouth, got in his car, and went home.
Inside bar.
Kevin stood behind bar counter, thinking with very complicated emotions.
Kevin felt what Mickey said made a lot of sense and didn't want to do what Veronica said. But thinking about telling Veronica this, knowing she would definitely flip out and get angry, gave him a huge headache.
Until closing time, Kevin still couldn't figure out how to persuade Veronica when he got back. He had no choice but to bite bullet and head back first.
2113 North Wallace Street.
Veronica, whose nature was truly cowardly, drank quite a lot and wasn't asleep yet, sitting on sofa waiting for Kevin.
Kevin returned. Seeing this scene, his head instantly swelled. Knowing he couldn't hide from it, he had to sigh silently and sit down obediently in front of Veronica.
Facing Kevin, Veronica was always very domineering. Seeing Kevin sit down, she didn't speak, just kept a serious face, staring wide-eyed at Kevin.
Kevin was familiar with this kind of scene and knew he had to speak first. He sighed silently again, then raised his hand to wipe his head, and voiced out. "V, I thought a lot..."
"Our life now is really good. Dexter's business has nothing to do with us."
"Even if he is a criminal, we are not his accomplices."
"You don't need to quit, and I won't break partnership with him."
Finished listening.
Whoosh.
Veronica's face turned incredibly gloomy, and she stood up abruptly. "You sleep on sofa. When you're sober, come upstairs to find me!"
Dropping this sentence very domineeringly, Veronica twisted her body and quickly walked upstairs, swish swish swish.
"V..." Kevin was truly helpless and called out.
Veronica didn't look back, just that domineering, and soon disappeared from Kevin's sight.
Kevin felt very tired and collapsed onto sofa.
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A new day.
Past 7 AM.
Dexter woke up, took a shower, changed into a custom suit worth over ten grand, shaved, and went downstairs to ask Bianca with a smile. "Handsome?"
Seeing him, Bianca immediately cooperated and nodded repeatedly. "Very handsome!"
When it came to providing emotional value, Bianca was really strong.
"Hehe," Dexter smiled.
A few minutes later.
Dexter walked out with Daijiu, taking dog for a walk as usual. However, he didn't go far, just strolled nearby, because he had to wait for Lip.
About ten minutes passed.
Lip and Debbie walked out together.
Seeing them, Dexter smiled and walked towards Lip, greeting him at same time. "Lip, good time to talk?"
Seeing Dexter and hearing these words, Lip, who truly didn't want to be kidnapped again, uncontrollably changed his expression, feeling a bit of fear. Then, he struggled subconsciously for a moment. "I'm almost late..."
"Just two minutes. I have something to discuss with you," Dexter was already in front of Lip, saying with a smile.
Lip knew he couldn't hide from it. Gritting his teeth, he turned his head and spoke to Debbie, who couldn't figure out situation. "Debbie, you go first. I'll catch up right away."
Debbie hesitated a bit. "I'll wait for you..."
"No need, you go first," Lip decisively emphasized his tone.
Debbie bit her lip and had to lift her feet to leave.
Waiting until Debbie walked a little distance away, Lip finally looked at Dexter, somewhat gnashing his teeth. "What do you want to talk about?"
"Walk and talk, won't delay your school," Dexter smiled and said 'considerately'.
Lip had to comply.
After taking two steps, Dexter spoke again. "Heard you made up your mind to take college entrance exam. Picked a college yet?"
Lip: "?????"
Lip was very smart and saw Dexter was purposely waiting for him.
As a result, saying this kind of thing?
What does this bastard want to do?
"Not yet," Lip replied through gritted teeth.
"Have to pick carefully. A good college is directly related to your future life," Dexter said in a casual tone. "You're a quite smart person. As long as you control your temper, you'll have a very good life in future."
'Fxxk you!' A leopard cannot change its spots. Lip didn't like being criticized, let alone being criticized by a bastard like Dexter. He cursed secretly and didn't make a sound.
"Speaking of college," Dexter didn't mind and continued. "If there are financial difficulties, I can help provide support. No need to repay. College is very expensive."
Lip couldn't take it anymore and finally couldn't help asking. "What exactly do you want to say to me?"
Dexter smiled and glanced at Lip. "Two things. First is about college. Whether you believe it or not, I really hope you can finish college, find a good job, and live a good life."
Like I'd fxxking believe you!
"What's second thing?" Lip ignored it and asked again.
"Fiona," Dexter smiled faintly. "Do you know what she did last night?"
Thump.
Lip's heart tightened, and he stopped walking abruptly. Instantly understanding what Dexter wanted with him, he became nervous. "What did she do?"
"Ask her yourself," Dexter replied. "Then, I'll give a piece of advice. You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Saying whatever you want comes with a price."
These words weren't too subtle; to Lip, it was already a very direct threat.
In an instant.
Lip's face became indescribably ugly. "!!!!"
Dexter looked at him and smiled. "That's it then. Won't delay your school. I have an appointment with mayor. We'll talk when you're free."
Dropping this sentence, Dexter turned around and went home.