"...What? Two tickets?" Cynthia Linden remarked incredulously, "Molly Morgan, you're such a loose woman, you have no morals, how can a married woman constantly think about other men, have you no shame?"
Molly Morgan clicked her tongue twice, almost amused by Cynthia Linden's voice which practically jumped three feet high: "Listen to yourself, no morals, even higher education can't cure your feudal remnants. A loose woman, isn't that your dear Julian Lockwood?"
"You, Molly Morgan, when did you become so shameless?"
Cynthia Linden shouted out, not caring at all.
Molly Morgan squinted, lying limp on the sofa, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling, she said eerily, "Talking about shamelessness, who can match you all? Cynthia Linden, you better keep your foxy tail tucked tight, or if I find out those videos and their instigator were you, you'll be waiting for jail."
