Debbie shook her head in a bid to sober up and asked, “You called me?

What for?”

Realizing that Debbie was drunk, Portia took a deep breath to calm down, then raised her left leg and put her foot down on the chair.

“Clean my boots!” she ordered. Obviously, she wanted to insult Debbie.

Debbie nodded, “Sure.”

She grabbed a piece of red dragon fruit from the fruit platter and spread it onto Portia’s boot.

“Actually, black boots don’t suit you.

ones look better.

was covered with the juice

her elegant demeanor anymore, she yelled, “Debbie!

you

her

have no money.” ALL

that Debbie didn’t have any

was pleased that Debbie was living a hard life. With a mocking smile, she said, “I don’t care whether you have money or

boy tried to

Debbie knocked him down.

private booth was opened from the

entered and shouted, “Don’t

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