Chicago, South Side.

Debbie looked for a job very seriously for several days, and the result was almost the same as Frank said.

It's not that I can't find a job at all, but the jobs I can find are all those with long hours and minimum salary, such as being an ordinary restaurant waiter.

I want to serve drinks at a bar... No, for one thing, I'm not old enough, and for another, my appearance doesn't meet the standards at all.

After struggling for several days, Debbie gave up in anger. Then, she thought about going out to cheat again, but when she thought about losing Franny, she had to deny the idea.

this morning.

Frank woke up and saw Debbie sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face. He immediately guessed what was going on, walked over with a smile, sat next to Debbie very comfortably, and said with a smile, "Well, I was right, wasn't I? You can't find a suitable job."

"fxxk you!" By now, Debbie had lived beyond her means and had no money left. There were only some leftovers in the refrigerator. She could barely survive and was very upset.

Frank smiled and didn't care about being scolded at all. "But it doesn't matter. Only losers go to work. We Gallagher are not losers."

"In fact, Monica and I have already helped you find several marriage partners in the past few days."

"They are all in good condition, they all have money, and more importantly, they won't live long."

The words hit my ears.

"!!!!" Debbie's expression suddenly became ferocious, "Frank, get away from me!"

Frank was not so easy to get rid of, and continued to mutter, "Debbie, believe me, this is your best choice."

"Think about it carefully. Do you have any other good options?"

"You didn't even finish high school, and you have a child at such a young age... I studied at Northwestern University for a few years, but I ran out of money afterwards."

"You should give full play to your abilities and make use of your own conditions. Don't drag it out... Otherwise, you won't be able to give full play to your abilities by then."

"Find a rich man..."

Once Frank starts talking, he won't stop.

Debbie was extremely annoyed when she heard this. She glared at Frank, got up, went upstairs quickly and returned to her room.

Lie down on the bed...

The fact is, what Frank said just now did not really have no effect at all. Debbie did listen to some of his words, for example, she suggested to play to her strengths and find a rich man.

Interestingly, in this respect, Debbie and Fiona are very similar. They are both very confident about their appearance and figure.

Lying on the bed, Debbie thought about it for a while, gritted her teeth and decided to give it a try.

Of course, what Debbie wants to find is a young, rich man, preferably one who is handsome, caring, and gentle...

Debbie fantasized, and it must be said, it was a pretty beautiful fantasy.

Not long after.

Debbie got out of bed quickly, ran to the mirror and admired herself.

After a while, Debbie started to change her clothes and put on makeup. When she was done, she picked up her phone and took a bunch of sexy selfies while posing and making seductive poses.

Immediately afterwards, Debbie downloaded various social software and posted sexy photos to attract men.

Don't even say it.

As for social software, those who understand it will understand it.

Naturally, these sexy photos quickly attracted a lot of private messages.

See this.

Debbie was so confident and felt she was so attractive that she immediately responded enthusiastically to the men who sent her private messages.

Soon, those men who had no faults at all and pretended to be quite civilized at the beginning, gradually got straight to the point.

Some asked about the price, some sent photos, some made appointments, all kinds of people came one after another.

"abnormal!"

"fxxk you!"

"..."

Debbie was angered again and again. Her expression gradually became more and more ferocious. Her ten fingers flew, she typed quickly and kept cursing.

"You are my very favorite type. How about one thousand dollars for one night?" At this time, another man made an offer.

Debbie saw the flying fingers suddenly stop.

There is no other reason.

One thousand dollars, enough for her and Franny to eat and drink for a while.

Debbie was indeed tempted, but only for a moment... At present, Comrade Debbie Gallagher still has a bottom line and is unwilling to sell herself for money.

"I'm looking for a marriage partner!" Debbie gritted her teeth and refused.

"One thousand five hundred dollars!" the man raised the price.

"I'm serious. I want to find a marriage partner!" Debbie gritted her teeth and refused.

"Two thousand dollars!" the man raised the price again.

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Debbie couldn't bear it anymore. Her heart beat faster and she didn't know how to respond.

"Three thousand dollars!" The man waited for a while and raised the price significantly.

Debbie's breathing quickened suddenly...

Just one night, three thousand dollars!

As a Gallagher, how should I put it, the bottom line is something that is easily loosened.

And, more importantly, under the influence of Frank and Monica, and Fiona who can't control her pants... Debbie really doesn't care about this kind of thing.

After all, who cares who you fuck?

Money is the most practical thing.

Debbie was very excited and was about to agree, but when she realized this, she threw her phone aside and didn't dare to look at it again.

She wanted to agree, but she felt that this was a bit too depraved.

"Fxxk!" Debbie threw away the phone, took a long deep breath and cursed.

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Patsy's Pie Shop.

During this period of time, Fiona has really changed a lot, working two jobs non-stop, taking medicine, drinking, and playing around with men. Her mental state is obviously different from before...

It’s not that my mental state has become worse, but I’ve become much more excited.

The pretentious Sean saw all of this...Since he used to be a drug addict, he didn't need to doubt it at all and was sure that Fiona was taking drugs.

Sean has been struggling with this.

Until this evening.

Seeing another strange man, who was obviously not a good person, coming to pick up Fiona, Sean couldn't help it anymore. He made a decision and stepped in front of Fiona.

"Fiona, come with me to the office, we need to talk," Sean said with a straight face.

Fiona looked at Sean and nodded.

In a blink of an eye.

In a small office.

Sean looked at Fiona with complicated eyes for a few seconds before speaking, "Fiona, what happened to you? Why did you change like this?"

"What have I become?" Fiona, who has never had a good temper, decisively retorted, "I'm fine."

"Fiona, you can't go on like this, I care about you..." Sean said with some heartache.

"Don't!" Fiona interrupted Sean without letting him finish his words, "What do you want to talk to me about? I'm busy, just say it."