Right, later on, you have to pay us for the equipment.
Blood is thicker than water, but money matters need to be settled clearly. You're paying for the stuff your wife smashed."
Hunter Warren frowned: "Still mouthing off, just hurry back and think of a way to help her with the exam. I've got plenty of money."
Roman Hughes laughed: "She's fine, you can rest easy.
Why do you even bother? If you're so worried, why get a divorce?
Are you really unable to get over that incident?
What's the big deal? You think if you find someone else, you can guarantee she'll be cleaner than Faye Townsend?
I think Faye Townsend is pretty great."
Hunter Warren gave Roman Hughes a sidelong glance that made Roman raise his hands in surrender.
"Alright, alright, I don't know your business, I won't meddle.
But from my point of view, this new girl, Zenia Yates, her qualifications are far inferior to Faye Townsend's in every aspect.
Could it be you like the clingy, coquettish type?
