Chapter 181 Sharing a Table with Lucille

Lucille, I won't let you have Flint. Never.
Crystal started to regret the day she had stubbornly broken up with Flint. Even though he couldn't be as gentle or indulgent as other boyfriends, pampering her and always giving in to her whims, and even though he hadn't helped her father fight for the family fortune—what did that matter?
Flint was still her Flint. He didn't have rumors or flirtations with other women; he kept to himself. Wasn't that so much better than those sc*mbag out there that are always chasing after other women?