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 'em,"

already brought a scale, but to keep

back for a memorial, but

50,000 square feet of weeds were

they didn't even spare the baby

about 0.35 ounces, while thicker ones weighed between 1.4 and 2.8 ounces. Based on this weight, the

$800 to $1,000 per 17.5 ounces, and there were about

help but wipe the sweat off his forehead.

to believe. Who would drop over $8

rich really

his pocket and tossed it to him, saying, "You hand out the cash, and make sure to take these weeds

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

ahead," Quinn

and

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

them go, then looked at the card in his hand, once again shaking