To Keep a Homeless Mafia Boss
“Or are you just too cowardly to admit you stole my bag? You’re a thief, Monica. A pathetic, low-down thief. Grabe ka.”
“I am not!” she screamed, her voice shrill, her face contorted with anger. “You’re just jealous because I have a better life than you!”
“Better life?” I laughed, a harsh, grating sound. “You’re a spoiled brat who’s never had to work a day in her life. You’re a parasite who leeches off our family’s money. Money—na unfortunately, ngayon ay wala na. So basically, wala ka na rin. Now, I understand why you opted to being a thief.”
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