Dex Restaurant.
"Jesus Christ!"
Because she had notifications turned on, Veronica was the first to see the update Dexter posted. She couldn't help but scream.
The scream attracted Mandy and Vivian, who crowded around.
"What is it?" Mandy asked.
Veronica simply showed them the content on her phone.
Mandy and Vivian read it.
Vivian immediately giggled. " The boss is so romantic."
Mandy was so envious and jealous she couldn't speak.
Veronica was equally envious and jealous.
People... they just hate comparisons.
Dexter had gone and bought a damn luxury yacht and named it after Bianca. How were any of these women supposed to handle that?!
Case in point:
Karen, who had been silently keeping tabs on Dex Restaurant, had an even more intense reaction. She couldn't handle it. She really couldn't.
But unlike Veronica and Mandy, aside from the envy and jealousy, Karen felt an immediate, overwhelming desire.
Luxury cars! Mansions! Luxury yachts!
Karen wanted it all!!
To Karen, Dexter's appearance was like a blueprint.
So what if you live in a slum like the South Side?
As long as you have the skills, you can still make it big!
Karen believed she had the skills. Her looks, her body, and what was between her legs—that was her capital for success.
At this moment, Karen was fired up with ambition.
On the other side.
Mickey, who was wandering around a vacant lot with Carl, also saw Dexter's post.
As a closeted romantic warrior, Mickey's thoughts naturally drifted to Ian, his heart filling with all sorts of emotions.
The Gallagher House.
Fiona, who had forgotten to turn off her notifications, also received the alert. She opened it and looked.
After reading it.
"Fxxk!"
"Bitch!"
Envy, jealousy, hate!
Extreme hate!
"Damn rich people!" Fiona cursed viciously.
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The Hospital.
It was a particularly busy day, and Bianca was swamped.
But some people, like a few of the nurses, weren't as busy and had some downtime.
Because of that downtime, one nurse saw the post first, and then the news spread with a wave of envy and jealousy.
Not long after.
Emily, Bianca's best friend—who was also a resident and had witnessed Dexter making his move on Bianca at the restaurant—stared at the post on her phone until her teeth ached from gritting them.
So envious. So jealous!
A moment later.
Emily found Bianca. She snuck up behind her and suddenly slapped her on the shoulder.
Bianca was startled. She whipped her head around, saw Emily, and breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me. What are you doing?"
Emily deliberately put on a hateful expression. "You have the nerve to ask me? You're the one who scared me!"
"????" Bianca didn't understand. "What are you talking about?"
"Hmph," Emily acted dramatically. "You're really something. Still pretending with me? When are you inviting me to play on your yacht?"
"????" Bianca was completely confused.
In her confusion, Bianca reached out and touched Emily's forehead to check her temperature. " no fever. Why are you talking nonsense? What yacht do I have?"
Smack.
Emily slapped Bianca's hand away. She could tell Bianca genuinely didn't know. She shook her head helplessly. "You silly woman. How did you get such good luck? I don't get it, I really don't!"
Speaking with more than a hint of jealousy, Emily took out her phone, tapped a few times, and showed Bianca the post.
Thump.
Bianca looked at it in confusion, and then... she froze!
She stood there dumbfounded for two seconds.
Bianca hurriedly pulled her phone from her pocket. Only then did she see the message Dexter had sent. Her head started buzzing. "..."
Seeing Bianca stunned, Emily peeked at Bianca's phone. After reading the message, she sighed deeply. "Sigh~ Why don't I have this kind of luck? We went there together that day. Why did he pick you?"
"My 'rack' is clearly way bigger than yours."
Bianca: "?????"
Women don't like being told they are small.
Bianca was no exception. she snapped back to reality instantly. "Get lost!"
"Hehe," Emily laughed happily. "It's a fact."
Bianca: "...What's the use of a big rack if you don't have a boyfriend?"
Emily stopped laughing. "???? Wow, Bianca. We're hurting each other now, is that it?"
Bianca gave a mischievous smile. "Hehe. Alright, I still have work. Don't bother me. Get lost, hurry up."
"Treat me to dinner at Dexter's restaurant tonight, and I'll get lost," Emily demanded.
Bianca was actually blooming with joy inside, her mood soaring. Hearing this, her mind raced. She put on a thoughtful expression, waited two seconds, and nodded. "Okay. You pay."
Smack.
Emily slapped the back of Bianca's head without mercy. "I see right through you. You're just trying to save Dexter's money!"
Bianca smiled sweetly and nodded decisively. "Of course."
Emily was pissed. "...You dead woman. You get a boyfriend and forget your best friend. Bye."
Emily turned and walked away.
Bianca giggled. Then, she quickly finished the work in front of her and rushed to the corridor to call Dexter.
The call connected quickly.
"What are you doing?" Bianca asked immediately.
Dexter was still wandering around the dock, admiring Lake Michigan. "About the yacht?"
"What else," Bianca retorted.
"Don't like it?" Dexter asked with a smile.
Bianca: "..."
Of course she liked it.
Her boyfriend bought a luxury yacht and named it after her. How could she not like it?
"No... you could have told me this morning," Bianca said with a hint of coquettishness she didn't even realize she was using.
Women in love are interesting like that.
"Then there wouldn't be a surprise. Besides, this morning, I didn't know if the yacht would arrive today," Dexter lied with a smile. "If I told you and it didn't show up, that would have been awkward."
"You always have a million excuses," Bianca scolded playfully.
"Hehe," Dexter laughed. "Come see it tonight?"
"Okay... I'll get off work early," Bianca replied.
The truth was.
Bianca wanted to leave right now.
Work? Not important anymore.
She just really wanted to see Dexter.
In fact.
Bianca felt that having a baby soon wouldn't be such a bad thing after all.
Career... screw it.
They chatted for a while.
"You don't need to pick me up tonight. I'm coming over with my best friend. She wants me to treat her to dinner," Bianca said as the call was ending.
"Okay."
The call ended.
Dexter was just about to shove his phone back into his pocket.
The phone rang again.
It was Kevin.
"Dexter, if you do stuff like this, how am I supposed to live?!" Kevin said with an exaggerated tone. "V just told me I need to work hard to buy a yacht. What am I supposed to do?"
"Haha," Dexter laughed heartily hearing this. "I'll get an AK, get you a rifle. Let's go rob a bank. Go big and go strong. How about it?"
Kevin: "..."