“Don’t mind me saying this, Old Bane, but why are you always thinking about finding another wife?” Milo could not understand. “There’s no shortage of women in our town.I’m sure many of them wouldn’t mind being with you as long as you can ensure they won’t go hungry.”
Such matters were a common sight to Milo. Even men were like this, much less women. In the past, several women threw themselves at Milo just so they could survive in these harsh times. Some men did so as well, which made Donti want to gag when he learned about it. This was why Donti was so wary of Adella at the beginning.
Sometimes, reality was stranger than the fiction found at Mr. Dublin’s school.
Old Bane shook his greasy, medium-length hair and said proudly, “Would I want those immoral women? With my status, I should at least be looking for a proper lady to marry, right?”
“Yes, yes, you’re the esquire of our town.” Milo gave him a backhanded compliment.
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