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.

better.

black boot was covered with the juice and flesh of the red dragon

elegant demeanor

you can afford

shook her head

afford to compensate. I have no money.” ALL the money she used

Debbie didn’t have any money

life. With a mocking smile, she said, “I don’t care whether you have money or

to hit Debbie on

Debbie knocked him down.

to the private booth was opened from the

and shouted, “Don’t

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