Peter continued gloating, "Just let her stick with Frank all she wants. They'll fuck up eventually and come crying to us, begging!" "Well said! My son is finally shaping up!"

Gina was certainly relieved to hear such words, though her face soon fell awkwardly. "That said... I've already sold that land."

"What?!"

Peter jumped like a cat having its tail stepped on. "Mom... What? You've sold it already?! Who could have bought it from you?!"

Gina scratched her head awkwardly, feeling her conscience gnawing because of her son's overreaction. "I was a little worried after we couldn't reach you on the phone, so I sold it to Frank."

"Frank?! You sold it to Frank?!"

Peter could blow up right then.

Still, he clung on to his last hopes and forced a smile while asking calmly, "How much did you sell it to him?"

"Five hundred million." Gina was grinning smugly even as she held up her fingers. "It's fine, Peter. He wants to be a sucker, so let him be. His money would go to waste anyway-when Cindy and I went over to check it out, it turned out to be far flung and infested by thugs! Frank won't be able to use it, let alone sell it!"

"Stop it, Mom! Just stop!" Peter exclaimed as he fell on his bottom, clawing on his own hair miserably.

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