In the car.
Fiona had a dark look on her face, her head buzzing non-stop as she stared silently out the window.
Fiona was completely unaware that she had forgotten something.
Debbie, who was also in the juvenile detention center, had been forgotten.
Funny, isn't it?
The car drove on and eventually arrived at the Gallagher house.
Fiona got out and looked at the dilapidated house. Suddenly, she felt that this home had changed... it had become completely unfamiliar. More importantly, it had become a place she didn't want to enter.
This feeling of not wanting to walk in grew stronger bit by bit.
It was so strong that...
Fiona stood by the car for a good long while, unable to lift her feet.
Jimmy couldn't figure out what Fiona was doing and asked in confusion, "Fiona?"
Hearing him, Fiona snapped out of it, turned to look at Jimmy, and stared for several seconds before finding her voice. "I think we should get our own place."
Thump.
Hearing this, Jimmy was instantly startled.
Jimmy truly loved Fiona. Even with her pile of flaws, Jimmy was willing to accept her.
Because of this love, moving out to live alone with Fiona had always been Jimmy's wish.
And now, was the wish coming true?
Jimmy was surprised for a moment, then smiled brilliantly. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," Fiona felt very sure—at least for this moment, she was very sure. "I want to meet your family."
"No problem, I'll arrange it," Jimmy smiled back.
Fiona fell silent for a moment. "Before we live together, your problem needs to be solved."
Jimmy naturally understood what problem Fiona was referring to. "It's already being solved. Just a little more time and it'll be done."
Jimmy sounded very certain.
In fact, if you ignored Estefania's drug lord father... once Marco arrived, the problem would definitely be solved.
After all, the one married to Estefania was Steve Wilton, not Jimmy.
Hearing this.
It was finally the first piece of good news today. Fiona managed a faint smile, then lifted her feet and walked toward the Gallagher house.
Jimmy followed with a smile. As he walked, glancing at Fiona, the smile on his face uncontrollably faded a bit.
Estefania's problem should indeed be solved quickly.
But what about Tony's problem...
It had to be noted that just yesterday, Jimmy had provided Tony with some photos and videos...
Tony's problem needed to be solved too.
The key was that Tony was a cop and hated Fiona to the bone... Jimmy really didn't know how to solve that for now.
...
Tony had no intention of admiring the photos and videos Jimmy provided. After receiving them yesterday, he uploaded them all to a specific website in one go.
Right now.
With nothing else to do, Tony was using his phone to check the heat on those photos and videos.
The traffic was decent, and the comments section was quite fiery.
[Haha, I banged her.]
[Me too.]
[Fellow enthusiast!]
[Isn't this a coincidence, I hit that too.]
[Sweet Jesus, so many people have done her? Asking for contact info.]
[...]
Tony scrolled through the comments one by one, thoroughly amused.
After watching for a while and confirming that someone had replied with Fiona's personal information, and seeing he had work to do, Tony finally put away his phone and got into work mode.
---
Inside the Juvenile Detention Center.
Because of the bombshell Fiona dropped, after spending some time hating Fiona, Lip's mind was naturally full of Karen again.
Lip desperately wanted to see Karen. He wanted to talk to her.
Because of this, the one-month sentence, which had been bearable before today, suddenly became excruciating torture.
Lip couldn't control his restlessness. His entire state was very unstable, looking like a powder keg ready to explode at any moment.
In a place like this, being in this state was not a good thing.
"I need to make a phone call, help me out," Lip said after fidgeting for a while. He couldn't hold it back, standing up abruptly to ask the guard for help.
"No," the guard refused flatly, without a second of hesitation.
"You don't understand, my ex-girlfriend is pregnant with my child. I just found out. I have to talk to her," Lip explained, his tone carrying a hint of aggression.
The guard looked at Lip coldly. "What does that have to do with me?"
"You! F..." Lip was furious and almost cursed.
The guard raised an eyebrow, his eyes suddenly turning much fiercer as he glared at Lip. "Hmm? Have the guts to finish that sentence."
Lip heard this and had the impulse to scream it out, but when the words reached his lips, he didn't dare. He could only clench his teeth in anger.
"Heh," seeing this, the guard sneered. "I thought so. Fuck off, don't be an eyesore in front of me!"
"!!!!" Lip was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped out, but he had no choice. He could only turn around and leave through gritted teeth.
As he walked, Lip viciously cursed the guard's entire family in his heart. Once done, he started brainstorming how to contact Karen again.
...
After Dexter's training over this period, Karen was quite proactive when it came to completing tasks.
From a certain perspective, Karen was an excellent employee.
At this moment, Karen was cultivating feelings with Jody. The smile on her face was messy sweet... if you ignored everything else, this version of Karen was truly worthy of the title "South Side Goddess."
And then.
Approaching forty and with a very limited IQ, how could Jody possibly be a match for Karen?
At this point, Jody was basically wrapped around her finger.
Karen knew this clearly. She decided to finish up today's work, get Jody to agree to be her boyfriend, and then go to the detention center tomorrow morning to torture that idiot Lip.
All according to plan!
Karen smiled beautifully, very happy.
---
The Gallagher House.
Fiona sat paralyzed on the living room sofa for a good long while before she recovered a bit and regained some strength. Then, after hesitating repeatedly, she finally took out her phone and called Carl.
Fiona wanted to find Mickey, but she didn't have Mickey's number, so she had to call Carl.
The call connected.
Fiona was annoyed beyond belief and really didn't have the energy for small talk, so she went straight to the point. "Carl, is Mickey with you? I need him for something."
Mickey was indeed right next to Carl. Hearing this, Carl gave a crisp "Yeah," handed the phone to Mickey, and said, "Fiona needs you for something."
Mickey heard this and didn't quite understand. He took the phone suspiciously. "Hello?"
"It's me, Fiona. There's something I want to ask you to help with," Fiona said.
Mickey was even more confused.
They had no interaction whatsoever, so what help?
"Let's hear it," Mickey replied.
"Lip said you slept with Karen. Karen seems to be pregnant now. Can you help find her and confirm it? If she really is pregnant, it's best to confirm whose it is," Fiona said in one breath.
After listening.
Mickey was dumbfounded on the spot, subconsciously thinking, The fuck, it can't be mine, right! Just twice, how could I be so unlucky!!!