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. See?” Debbie sounded

covered with the juice and

demeanor

think you can afford

shook her head

I have no money.” ALL the money she used

have any money made Portia feel much

whether you have money or not, you must

a boy tried to hit Debbie on Portia’s behalf,

Debbie knocked him down.

then, the door to the private booth was opened from

entered and shouted, “Don’t

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