Love Unspoken

Chapter 1136

The workers were all about that cash, hustling harder than ever. Even when they ran into those nasty bugs on the ground, the $20 per stem reward kept them grinding. There were so many of them that as they scrambled for the weeds, the bugs had nowhere to run and got squished into the mud.

Quinn watched them pulling weeds and couldn't help but smirk.

"Money really does talk," she thought.

After rounding up the crew, the chubby dude brought chairs for Alexander and Quinn before jumping into the weeding action himself.

Making that money was a breeze, like bending down to pick up a $20 bill off the ground. Plus, when yanking weeds, you could grab a bunch at once.

Alexander leaned back in his chair, a cigarette dangling from his fingers, watching the hustle with a grin.

In less than half an hour, a huge chunk of weeds was gone.

The bugs in the grass freaked out, many of them scurrying onto the road, making Quinn lift her feet onto the chair. "Alexander, how do you pay them? Do you count each weed?" Quinn asked.

just weigh

had already brought a scale, but to keep folks honest, he hadn't mentioned the weighing

crazier it seemed. She had come back for a memorial, but with all

people, the 50,000 square feet of

didn't even spare the baby

line up for weighing. A skinny weed weighed about 0.35 ounces, while thicker ones weighed between 1.4 and 2.8 ounces. Based on this weight, the payment was calculated according to

17.5 ounces, and there were about 140,000 ounces of weeds

math, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his forehead. "Mr. Kennedy, are you serious?

found it hard to believe. Who would drop over $8 million to pull

really do think

to him, saying, "You hand out the cash,

grabbed his cane, stood up, and turned to Quinn, asking, "Hungry? Wanna grab

go ahead," Quinn

she stood up and walked straight into

weeds were gone, showing the villa's original look. With each step she took inside, her

card in his