The Bastard Dennis
"Okay! I'm sorry, so what do you need in my shop, sir?” asked Adrianne.

"Something that makes a five-year-old daughter no longer mad at her father."

Adrianne raised her eyebrows then nodded her head. "Okay! I will give all my best collections.” The married woman chose many toys and options for Dennis. Of course nothing comes cheap.

"Am I not given a discount?" Dennis joked.

Adrianne chuckled. "I can't believe a rich person like you is still asking for a discount."

Dennis smiled a little. "Well, I don't think there's any law that the rich can't get a discount."

Adrianne replied with a small laugh. "Can't you donate a little to me?"

“The donation is for someone like me. Not for Mr. Wriston's daughter-in-law." Tiara chuckled.

"Wriston?" Dennis repeated his frown. He seemed to have known that name before but he had forgotten where. "Why do I feel like I've heard that name before?"

"Of course, Dennis. He owns the biggest farm in the city. He also owns several properties.”

Adrianne
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