From Cherish's perspective, I stared at the card and questioned, "What's your name again?"
The guy murmured, "Fred.... I."
I turned to face him and said, "I know... Riccardo's dog... All I wanted was your name.
"Listen... You ill-mannered silver spoon.... Fred Brown," he said right away. I'm not your property, so pay attention to what I have to say.
I stared at him, taken aback by his demeanor, and Fred repeated, "Your spouse sent the card. Whether you keep it or discard it is none of my business.
I started to walk away and shouted, "Arrogant..."
Fred said something to me that I heard. "You know yourself too well..."
I rubbed at the card as I picked it up. He believes he can afford to buy me. Bastard.
I called Fred and smirked at the card, saying, "Hey, wait."
Fred gave m
