Chapter 703

Silas suddenly remembered Trixie, all because of that pack of Marlboros from before.

As he headed downstairs to settle the bill, he overheard an argument at the bar.

"River, why wasn't the cigarette sale credited to me?"

"Room 303 wasn't your table. You're just trying to steal someone else's credit. What's the matter? You want a tip too? Well, maybe once you start wearing stockings, we'll talk."