"Wife, I have guests. Can I skip for today?" Leonard looked at his wife who had her arms akimbo.
"Husband, Grandma is now old. This is her only wish: for us to dine with her before she dies."
"Lorraine, Grandma is not that old for her to die anytime soon. She's still in her sixties. Why treat her like a dying woman? That's totally cursing her."
"This is her request."
"Fine, I'm going." Leonard gave up and gestured to them. "Bro and friends, just have your breakfast here. You can swim afterward. Feel free."
"Sorry, Clarence, I need my husband now. Just enjoy your stay with your girl," Lorraine said amiably as the hostess of the villa.
"No problem, just drag him away."
Leonard looked back and glared. "Traitor!"
After breakfast, Ronald chose to swim. Beauty, who had never had a swimsuit, just sat beside Clarence and observed the whole area. The latter chose to open his laptop and then went to the Culinary Org open chat room.
