Chapter 164: Bitter Lesson
“Does he have any pets?” Harper asked after some time, and Eleanor hesitated, eyeing her a bit suspiciously.
“Y…each, he has an adorable Pomeranian.”
“Good, I say we steal it and sell it to someone else.”
“Harper, no!”
Her eyebrows flew up in genuine confusion, “what? Why not?”
Eleanor breathed out a sigh and then pasted a sweet smile on her face. “Let’s just try something a bit tamer, perhaps filling his office with balloons?”
“Boring!”
“It’s exasperating but safe,” Eleanor insisted, her voice cracking with amusement at the face Harper made.
“What is it? His birthday? Balloons wouldn't cut it unless we fill them up with something explosive or gaseous or…“
“Never mind,” Eleanor interrupted, waving a hand slightly.
Harper had always been the crazy one amongst them, even while in high school. So, she wasn't really surprised by all her suggestions.
“How about we break into his apartment and steal all his stuff and then donate them to the Salvation Army?”
“Oh my God, Harper. Co

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