Molly saw Mia across the street, having a conversation with a man, and she appeared very impatient.

"Yo, Mia, what's up?" Molly strolled over.

Mia grimaced, "This dude wants my digits, says it's for a free cup of coffee."

Molly glanced at the man in question.

"Do you know who Andre is?" she asked.

The man nodded.

"That's his wife," Molly pointed at Mia.

After saying that, Molly took Mia and left, leaving behind the man who was so shocked that he even forgot to retrieve his cell phone.

Once they were well away, Molly jested, "Only you could pick up a flirt while doing a survey, Mia. Girl, you got hitched too early."

Mia retorted, "I didn't see it coming, I thought he was promoting a new coffee shop or something. If I knew he was into me, I'd have dropped Andre's name pronto." The guy probably had never asked anyone's phone number on the street before.

He had followed Mia for two blocks, only to be spotted and confronted by Mia.

So she mistook him for a salesman.

Molly roared with laughter when she figured out Mia's thoughts.

Later in the evening, Molly was more than happy to fill Andre in on Mia's little encounter.

Andre looked at his sister and said, "Molly, I'll rely on you for looking after things around Mia from now on."

"No worries, Andre, I got your back. If someone tries to poach your wife, I'll be the first to tell you."

Andre had always shielded her from scoldings when they were little, so Molly had always respected him.

She might be tight with Mia, but pleasing Andre was her top priority.

Andre was always generous with his sister. He took seriously any information she provided and would even reward Molly with some pocket money, the amount varied. Andre thought to himself that his sister was so much more reliable than his nephew.

Back in his bedroom, Andre found his wife seated cross-legged on the floor, one hand propping up her face as she stared at her laptop, with five completed surveys next to her. "Ugh, how am I going to summarize this?"

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at her

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felt a sense of relief. He

began to feel

pleased, "Did you get hit

did he

been Molly

Molly knew

at his wife sitting on the

him my number, and I didn't know he was hitting on me," Mia defended

the floor and cradled her small

to make

in her husband's arms,

when

a word of protest when they

in his ear, "Darling, I'll satisfy your needs, so you have to do a little

but Mia was not taking no for an answer. She hiked up her skirt, determined to get her husband to agree

If you won't help me, you can forget about your

threatened her husband, using her allure

this is the only nightie you

the sad fate

agree to

don't, you can't escape

that, all words were swallowed back, Mia couldn't

had his fun did the man remember Mia's request, "What did you want me to

with a survey paper,

Mr. Cedillo was speechless.

him help her with something yesterday, and now she was slacking

"I'll tutor you, you write

deeper under the covers, like a cat, retreating in evasion. "No, I'm

pulled Mia out from under the covers and handed her the laptop

you?" Mia was still hoping she could get away with not

had never been tutored by anyone, Mia

bed to plug it in and picked up Mia's survey to read the marked

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