"The meaning is simple, as for that wife-slave Matthew Morgan, he'd use your unlucky birthday as a password."
"What does that have to do with my Uncle Morgan, is... is that Uncle Morgan's card?"
Chloe Grant then circled back, "You... you used Uncle Morgan's card!"
"What else?" Ralph Koch retorted, then laughed super smugly, "You have no idea, ever since I set foot in this city, all my expenses have been on your Uncle.
He gave me tons of cards, I can't even use them all."
He was full of himself, while Chloe's face had completely turned dark.
"Damn it!"
As the car stopped at a red light, Chloe directly grabbed the cushion from the seat back and threw it at Ralph.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
Caught off guard by this sudden attack, Ralph couldn't dodge in time.
"Who told you to use my Uncle's card! And for so long, the way you squander, you'll drain all my Uncle's money dry! Pay up, cough it all out!
Even I haven't so blatantly swiped my Uncle's card."
