Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, there was a hurried knock on the door, and a voice said, "Arlo, open the door."

Ophelia turned around and mumbled, "It's not a special day today. Why is she back?"

Adrian's intuition was telling him that something bad was about to happen. He quickly stood up, and said, "We've already had our fill. Since your sister is back, we should get going."

"Don't go!" Arlor grabbed Adrian's hand. Now was the perfect opportunity to show off, and he certainly would not let it slip by him. "Stay and meet my sister first."

Marrisa nodded. "Let's say hello before leaving, Adrian. It won't take long."

Rozi looked at Adrian and asked, "Is that okay?"

"Sure," Adrian said, "Anything you say."

Just when Arlo stood up and was about to head outside, a woman rushed in. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were wrinkled, and her face was covered in tears. When she saw Arlo, she shouted in grievance, "Arlo, I want to divorce Big Mike! That jerk went too far this time!"

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