Mona pursed her lips: "Next time I'll play the aloof young lady and you play the maiden!"
June Weiss said with a sly smile: "You playing the young lady, with a sour face and not speaking, except for those shameless scoundrels, who would want to bother with us."
Mona snorted, unable to retort, and consequently shifted her gaze to the sleeping Carson Flores: "Shall we kill him?"
"It's just been a few days of doing dishes, is it necessary?"
June Weiss walked to the pavilion, smiling at Carson Flores lying on the couch: "We're here for money, no need to kill. I don't want to end up on that list of villains. Besides, Young Master Lin has made us quite the tasty meals these days. Having enjoyed his food, washing some dishes seems fair, doesn't it? Killing him over that would be heartless."
Mona snorted coldly: "You talk as if you're a compassionate and soft-hearted girl, yet when killing, you're quicker than me."
