The Gallagher House.
Fiona had just finished playing with Jimmy and gone upstairs to lie in bed, preparing to catch up on sleep.
Just at this moment, her phone rang.
Hearing it, Fiona felt a burst of annoyance. She fumbled for the phone, and seeing it was a call from a strange number, she really didn't want to answer. But considering accidents frequently happened in the Gallagher house, she really didn't dare not to answer. "Hello?"
The call was from Mandy.
"It's me, Mandy," as a die-hard romantic, Mandy didn't have much affection for Fiona, who could be said to sleep with anyone she saw. She said calmly, "I'm outside the police station. I just saw Lip..."
Mandy recounted Lip's instructions.
"Got it," Fiona really wasn't willing to think about this matter; thinking about it gave her a headache. "Anything else?"
Mandy fell silent for a moment, and out of concern for Lip, asked, "Have you thought about what to do?"
Fiona had no interest in discussing her family affairs with Mandy, a Milkovich. "I'll solve it. That's it. Hanging up."
After speaking, Fiona hung up directly.
"Bitch!" Mandy couldn't help but curse. Then, while walking quickly outside, she called Mickey, wanting to ask him if he had any way to help Lip get off.
Actually, Mickey, who had never been able to forget Ian and still missed him very much, could understand Mandy, so he didn't say much. "I don't want to get involved in this. I don't know what else can be done besides hiring a lawyer. If you insist on helping, go ask Tony and see what conditions Tony wants to release him."
"Okay!" Hearing this, Mandy immediately agreed, hung up the phone, and returned to the police station to figure out a way to get Tony's phone number.
With limited IQ, this was all she could do.
After some effort, Mandy got it. Without dawdling, she hurriedly called.
"Tony, I want to meet and talk to you about Lip, okay?" The call connected, and Mandy put on the tone of a good girl as much as possible, saying, "What do I have to do to get him out? I'm willing to do anything..."
Tony wasn't stupid. Hearing this, he understood what "willing to do anything" meant. He instantly felt a bit tempted, but in a flash, thinking of Mandy's age, he abruptly reigned in his thoughts, not daring to let himself think about that kind of thing again.
Tony was strictly businesslike and refused decisively.
"Sorry, Lip's matter has to wait until the day after tomorrow, depending on the judge's decision..."
After refusing again and again, Tony forcibly hung up the phone.
A bottom line was something Tony still had.
Mandy wasn't a woman who would give up easily; she wanted to continue pestering him.
Beep, beep, beep~~
Concerning Lip, Mandy actually had more to say, but the phone was hung up just like that.
Mandy was pissed and stomped her foot. "Stupid men..."
Mandy couldn't think of a better way; she could only think of one way.
That was to let Tony fxxk.
Mandy firmly believed that Tony was a man, and when dealing with men, fxxk was always effective.
Time flew.
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The Grocery Store.
After hearing what Mandy said, Mickey, who was driving to the grocery store, exhaled a puff of smoke. "You really want to keep tangling with that idiot like this."
"Fxxk off!" Mandy didn't like hearing such words and retorted unhappily.
Because Linda had previously tacitly accepted Kash being gay, Ian and Kash were acting like a couple, talking and laughing, quite intimate.
Mickey had just arrived at the roadside outside the grocery store. Seeing this scene through the car window, he was instantly so angry his teeth itched. He couldn't figure out what on earth Ian saw in Kash!
Kash had a wife and kids, and was already a middle-aged man...
Was Ian brain-damaged?
Mickey cursed unhappily in his heart. At the same time, he subconsciously smoked non-stop, one drag after another.
In the blink of an eye, having finished a cigarette, Mickey gritted his teeth, pushed the door open, got out of the car, and walked into the grocery store with a very swaggering gait.
Seeing Mickey, Kash was instantly a bit scared. The smile on his face vanished cleanly. Following that, he instinctively looked away, not daring to look at Mickey again.
Mickey saw this clearly and despised Kash, this cowardly idiot, even more. He sneered coldly, then looked at Ian again.
Ian actually hated Mickey a bit, so there was an obvious provocative meaning in his smile as he stared straight at Mickey.
Mickey was a Milkovich. He was very familiar with this provocative meaning Ian displayed and recognized it at a glance. He flared up a bit. "What the fxxk are you looking at?"
Ian didn't make a sound, just looked at Mickey without blinking.
At this time, Kash, seeing the atmosphere was a bit tense, hurriedly reached out and touched Ian. "Ian, go to the warehouse and move some soda."
Not only did Ian not leave, but he reached out and touched Kash's junk. Immediately after, the provocative meaning on his face suddenly increased a lot.
Seeing this, Mickey was instantly furious enough to choke. He even had the urge to beat Ian up.
But Mickey held back in the end. He sneered coldly, looked away, and went to buy things.
In this moment, deep down, Mickey's thoughts of Ian almost completely disappeared.
That idiot Ian, treating him like this...
Heh.
Damn Ian Gallagher!
Fxxk you!!
You just go play with Kash, this cowardly middle-aged man!
I'll wait and see what good end you come to!
Mickey thought hatefully. He nimbly bought a few random things, turned around, and left.
Seeing Mickey leave, Ian instantly smiled smugly, acting as if he had won a battle.
Kash couldn't smile. He asked very nervously, "Why did you provoke him? He's a Milkovich. Provoking him will bring trouble."
Hearing this, Ian shook his head with a smile directly. "Don't worry. Fundamentally, he is just a pussy. He can't do anything."
Kash didn't believe it. He looked helpless, very worried about the bad things that would happen next.
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2113 North Wallace Street.
After going through a torturously long process of various procedures, DCFS knocked on the door with Ethel's son, Jonah.
Knock, knock, knock~~
Inside the house, Kevin and Ethel, who were waiting specially, heard the knock and stood up excitedly together, walking toward the front door.
In a flash, ten or so minutes passed.
The DCFS people left.
Ethel held Jonah, very happy. She thanked Kevin with a face full of smiles. "Mr. Kevin, thank you. Thank you so much."
Having another child in the house, Kevin was also very happy, smiling goofily. "No need to thank me. This is what I should do."
"No, Mr. Kevin, I want to thank you," Ethel was genuinely grateful. Then, like Mandy, she only thought of one way to repay him. Saying this, she gently put down Jonah. "Mr. Kevin, come with me, okay?"
Kevin didn't know what Ethel wanted to do and followed in confusion.
Before long, they arrived in the room.
Ethel first gently closed the door, then very consciously and silently lay down on the bed, saying to Kevin, "Mr. Kevin, let me thank you."
"?????" Kevin was indeed not smart, but he wasn't stupid enough not to see what was happening at a time like this. Instantly, he was completely and utterly dumbfounded. "Jesus!! No! No! No! I don't need your thanks, get up quickly!!!"
"I need to thank you. You are so good to me and even brought Jonah here. Mr. Kevin, come on," Ethel insisted.
Kevin's head was buzzing, he was simply about to go crazy: "?????"