"No respect for public property, no civic-mindedness!"
Ivana Bennett muttered under her breath behind her newspaper, secretly watching.
By the phone booth, Lucas Walker tightly held the coin in his hand.
"Damn girl, if I catch you, this time, I won't forgive you!"
With the coin in his palm, Lucas Walker spitefully spat out the threat.
Ivana Bennett murmured under the newspaper, "Humph, who asked for your forgiveness?"
In a moment, several cars had already driven over and parked beside the public phone booth.
The Butler hurriedly got out of the car, saw Lucas Walker holding a blanket, wearing a rumpled shirt and ragged trousers, and immediately averted his gaze.
"Please get in the car."
