"Did you think I was that wife of yours, who’s currently staying with his lover?"Westley didn't even look at him, nor did he respond."Tsk."Frank casually sat down, placing the cheap fruit basket he had bought on the side. "I came all this way just to visit you. Zachary didn’t have time, so he asked me to check in on you on his behalf."Westley glanced at the low-quality fruit basket. "You, Frank, with your wealth and business empire, can't even afford a premium fruit basket?"Frank chuckled. "Oh, I see. You can't lash out at others, so you're taking it all out on me, huh? Fine, I'll let it slide, considering you're the patient here. Me? I've got a wife, and she manages all the money. Premium fruit baskets need her approval, and she said no. Even this ordinary fruit basket used up my entire monthly allowance."Westley, hearing the word "wife" repeated so many times, wanted to shove a dirty sock in Frank's mouth.‘Oh, so having a wife makes you all high and mighty?’It was as
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