"Money is everything in this world, Lincoln. I thought you knew that already. Two parents with low jobs are forced to support ten daughters and a son who break everything they touch and cause chaos wherever they go. And after the explosion three years ago and the fire that day, I imagine that was very suitable for them."
Lincoln relaxed. In a way, Venom was right. He could still remember how he and his sisters used to fight over no more than twenty-five cents in the past.
Venomus noticed that his words reached deep into Lincoln. So he kept making arguments. "Think about it. Don't you want to give your family everything they deserve? Don't you want to see your sister Lori become a great lawyer or golfer? Or Leni, with her clothing brand in Europe? Or Luna and Luan's triumph in the show? Lynn in the Olympics? Names of your mother and Lucy in various books? Or Lana, who saves animals or builds cars? Lola, who acts in films and shows in Dubai? Lisa with her own laboratory? Lily with a bright future? Or your father, with his own chain of restaurants?
"You can give your sisters and parents this future. Send them to the best schools and get them the best jobs."
"Even your parents, when they retire, can spend their golden years on a private beach."
"And all you have to do to give them that future... is... keep winning." Venomus finished his diatribe, leaving Lincoln deep in thought.
"I have a feeling there's something more to this decade."
"You don't have to worry as long as you win. Well, that's it. Now I'll go." Before he left, Mr. Lynn went out into the courtyard.
"Professor Venomous won't stay for dinner."
"I would love to, but I just got a call from the office. It's an urgent matter."
"What a pity. We would love for you to join us."
"Okay, enjoy your days off, Lincoln. When I need you at the office, I'll call you." Venom gets into his limousine and leaves for home, followed by the other limousine.
While Mr. Lynn puts his arm on Lincoln's shoulder, he says, "Wow, this job has a very flexible schedule."
"Ridiculous, because it's so hard."
"But it seems like it's worth it. Let's go inside; dinner's getting cold."
Before dinner, everyone made a toast to Lincoln and his work that provided them with this spacious new home.
"Greetings to our prodigal son, who came back to us and helped us in times of need." Lynn Senior raises his glass. "Cheers"
"Cheers!" They all said it in unison, clinking their glasses and starting to eat dinner.
-In another part of town-
Christina's car was found in front of an abandoned warehouse. Her friends waited inside as they talked.
"I can't believe it. We actually ended up going to him," Molly said.
"Neither do I. Especially since they're better than the black cobra. It's hard to believe," Susie commented.
"Maybe it's fate. Maybe this was something that had to happen."
"Do you seriously believe in those lies of fate, Cici?"
"You shouldn't make fun of that, Susie. Fate is real and sometimes very cruel. I believe you, Cici."
"Thank you, Molly."
"Okay. Suppose this is fate, and if we had to come here in the first place, what's the point? Why did it bring us here?"
"That's a good question. I guess we'll have to wait for the answer."
"Girls, Christina is already late. Do you think she's okay?"
"Don't worry, Molly. Christy is an expert at negotiations. She was the student council's chief treasurer. If anyone knows how to make a good deal, it's her."
"The last 'good deal' ended with a house burning down."
"Ahem… The deal was good. But those who accepted weren't very smart."
Cici puts her hand on Molly's shoulder. "Don't worry. It's definitely difficult. But Christy will know how to convince him. She has enough money."
"That's what worries me. We're not talking about any boy. We're talking about Chandler McCann."
-Inside the warehouse-
A group of men were drinking and playing poker.
"Hey. I haven't seen Mike, Ralph, and Troy in days. What happened to them?"
"Didn't you hear? Someone left them badly injured, and they're recovering at home."
"That's right. There's a video showing how they were mashed."
"This is crazy. I've never met anyone outside of the gang who could fight Troy and Ralph."
"The girl who entered the boss's office thinks she knows who he is. Now she is negotiating with him to hire us. Soon we will be able to avenge our friends."
-Inside Chandler's office-
Christina was leaning against a desk with her upper body resting on it. Her panties were around her ankles, and her skirt was folded at her waist, exposing her ass. In addition to pulling down her shirt along with her bra, exposing her breasts.
While Chandler had his pants and underwear down to his ankles as he pushed his pelvis into the girl's hip.
"Oh, oh, yeah, bitch, you're enjoying it, aren't you?"
"Yes. A lot," the girl replied, frustrated.
"Yes. Have you ever had one this big inside?"
"Hmm. No, this is the biggest."
"That's right, girl. Enjoy it all." Chandler moved faster, penetrating Christina while spanking her. "You've been a very bad girl."
"Oh! That hurts!"
"Phew. I'm almost there, bitch. Just a little." Chandler gave one last thrust, but with his hips, he pushed Cristina's ass as he leaned over her, caressing her breasts with an expression of pleasure on his face from the orgasm. "Woah, was it delicious or what?"