Chapter 162 A Nightly, Vengeful Infiltration Into the Larson Residence

• Then, she waved the tiny plates in her hands, saying, "I had to pay five bucks for these plates and the candle. What do you think? Are you surprised?"
• Xavier, never this happy his entire life, beamed as he listened to her rant. "Thank you," he said earnestly.
• "C'mon, thank-yous are for strangers. You're rich enough to put on a firework display while I can only afford to get you a small cake and have a heart-to-heart talk. I just hope you won't mind."