Chapter 900

"I can't believe you have the audacity to ask me that! Don't you know you swiped my card to its limit?" Tyson was so furious that the flames of his rage could set the golf course on fire. Kelly snorted. "And here I thought you were calling about something big. Look at how petty you are! How do you expect to succeed as Newman Group's marketing manager?" She couldn't care less about him. She would spend every dime she could get her hands on—why did she have to scrimp and save for him? Besides, she knew Tyson was good at making money. If she didn't spend his money, some other woman would! "I'm warning you, Kelly. That's my last credit card, and I won't be able to afford your lifestyle if you continue splurging like this. I'll have no choice but to ask you to leave my house if you don't stop!" Tyson stuck a hand on his hip, feeling aggravated. If Joey had been in this situation, she would have saved 80% of the money and carefully budgeted the remaining 20% for their household expenses.