The Gallagher House.
Fiona and Jimmy were battling on the second floor.
Dexter and Bianca arrived at the door and knocked.
Hearing the knock, Frank acted as if he hadn't heard anything, as usual. Carl lingered on the sofa for a few seconds before he had to get up and open the door.
Opening the door and seeing Dexter and Bianca, instantly, Carl's originally expressionless face broke into a rather brilliant smile.
Carl greeted them with a smile. "Dexter, Bianca, come in."
Dexter actually intended to go inside and look around, to see what the Gallagher house had become, so he nodded.
Soon.
The three walked into the living room.
Then, Dexter saw the bruised and swollen Frank and couldn't help but want to laugh. Immediately after, he heard strange noises coming from upstairs.
Bianca heard them too. She instantly felt extremely embarrassed and also felt it was ridiculous.
Carl and Frank were still sitting on the first floor; how could they be doing that kind of thing upstairs...
Although she had lived next door for quite a while, because she had to work during the day and was with Dexter at night, Bianca actually didn't have much contact with the Gallagher family. So, she didn't know that this situation was nothing at all...
The adults in the Gallagher family often didn't shy away from anything; even a live broadcast would be fine...
Driven by embarrassment, Bianca didn't want to stay but felt awkward saying it, so she gently tugged at Dexter's arm.
Having been together for so long, Dexter knew Bianca's personality very well. Seeing Bianca's expression at a glance, he guessed what was going on. So, he smiled at Carl and said, "The soundproofing in this house is really bad. We're leaving first."
Carl wasn't that smart and didn't understand what this meant. "????"
Frank understood. He was a bit unhappy and retorted decisively, "It's just the sound of fxxking. Who doesn't fxxk?"
"That's true, but most people still have some shame," Dexter wasn't going to pamper Frank and immediately retorted with a smile.
Carl wasn't that stupid either. Rolling his eyes, he reacted. Then, he immediately looked up and roared upstairs, "Fiona, keep it down! We can hear it clearly downstairs!!!"
The roar went out.
Second Floor.
Fiona heard it, but because she was at a critical moment, not only did she ignore it, but she sped up and sprinted.
In the blink of an eye, the sprint ended, and Fiona let out a cry of comfort.
First Floor.
Hearing this, Carl immediately frowned.
Bianca really couldn't stand it and directly pushed Dexter to leave.
"See you later," Dexter didn't object. He dropped a sentence to Carl and left quickly with Bianca.
Carl was helpless and didn't know what to say in this situation. He had to unhappily take the dinner, sit back on the sofa, and start eating.
A few minutes later.
Fiona and Jimmy came downstairs, ready to go to work.
Seeing Fiona come down, Carl, who was eating dinner, snapped his head around and said to Fiona with dissatisfaction, "Your fxxking was too loud. You scared Dexter and Bianca away."
Hearing this.
Fiona, who was in a rather good mood, immediately changed her expression. Of course, not because of embarrassment or anything, but because she hated Dexter.
But Fiona didn't say anything about it. "I'm going to work. Liam is left to you."
Carl couldn't be bothered to respond. He didn't make a sound and continued eating dinner.
This attitude... Fiona flared up a bit. Raising an eyebrow, she couldn't be bothered to waste words with Carl and left.
Jimmy didn't say anything either and followed obediently.
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Dexter's House.
Bianca wasn't a woman who liked to gossip behind people's backs. After hesitating repeatedly, she finally couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "The environment next door is really not suitable for children to live in..."
Hearing this, Dexter was amused and laughed. "Strictly speaking, the entire South Side isn't suitable for children to live in. But, next door is indeed quite ridiculous."
Bianca froze hearing this. Then, on second thought...
Okay.
There was really nothing wrong with this statement.
This place, the South Side, was indeed not very suitable for children to live in. Crime was everywhere, sirens blared every day, the environment was indeed quite terrible...
"True," Bianca nodded.
Dexter smiled. "I will make this place better. It just takes some time."
Bianca actually saw that Dexter wanted to change this place, so she was a bit puzzled. "Why do you want to change this place?"
Dexter hooked the corner of his mouth, smiled evilly, and looked toward Bianca's 'canteen' (chest). "Because I like using my hands to make certain things better."
Hearing this and following Dexter's gaze, Bianca looked down. "????? Dexter! Do you want to die!!"
"Haha~" Dexter laughed loudly and ran away quickly.
"Stop right there!"
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Eddie took time off work to deliver some daily necessities to Monica.
Monica had slept in the motel and had long become impatient...
This was normal.
With Monica's mental state, how could she stay cooped up in such a small room forever?
Driven by impatience, seeing Eddie, Monica instantly became like a puppy that had been locked up at home for several hours, extremely excited, chattering away at Eddie.
Eddie had always been a man of few words. After listening for a short while, he couldn't handle it. "Monica, I have to go back to work, or my pay will be docked."
"I'm so bored staying here alone... How about we fxxk once before you leave," Monica proposed expectantly.
"..." Eddie was getting old; how could he handle doing it consecutively? He could only shake his head with a bitter smile. "Didn't we just do it a few hours ago? Can't do it. I have to go."
After tossing back and forth for a short while, Eddie left in the end.
Monica stayed alone, bored out of her mind for ten minutes. Unable to stand this boredom any longer, she nimbly turned off the TV and went out to the Alibi Room.
The Alibi Room.
At this time of night, the usual group of drunks were basically all there, happily enjoying beer and life.
As soon as Monica walked in, she immediately felt very comfortable, like returning home. With a face full of smiles, she sped up and sat on one of the high stools at the bar. "Kev, hit me!"
Kevin saw Monica, froze slightly, remembered Fiona's previous instructions, poured a beer for Monica, and then, without delay, walked to the side to call Fiona.
Fiona had just arrived at the bar in the city, ready to work.
Her phone rang.
Seeing it was Kevin calling, Fiona's heart jolted immediately. She hurriedly pressed answer. "Monica went to the Alibi?"
"Yeah, just arrived," Kevin replied.
This was a headache!
Ask for leave?
She was already here... Should haven't come if she knew earlier!
Fiona's thoughts raced with a headache. Thinking of Jimmy, she had an idea. "Do me another favor. Don't let Monica leave for now. Make her stay there for at least half an hour."
Kevin smiled, feeling this was no problem at all. "Sure. She won't leave in half an hour anyway."
"Thanks," Fiona thanked him, hung up the phone, and hurriedly called Jimmy, who had just left a moment ago. "Jimmy, do me a favor. Monica is at the Alibi now. Go over there, first find out where she lives, and then call me and let me talk to her."
"Okay," Jimmy agreed very crisply.