Chapter 220: Empty-Handed

"Scar, find me a skilled pickpocket, someone with real expertise. I've got a job for them." On the other side, Barry was negotiating the division of money with Monica. "Mom, I don't need half. Give me a hundred grand, okay? You're so eager for a grandchild, and finding a wife costs money," Barry pleaded with a greedy expression. When it came to money, Monica was no fool. She replied, "I haven't liked any of those girlfriends you've brought home. I've already had someone look for a suitable match for you. We'll take you to meet her when we get back. But let me tell you in advance, don't be too picky!" At the mention of a potential match, Barry immediately perked up. "Mom, what does she look like? Do you have a picture?" "Barry, looks don't matter; what matters is that the girl's family is wealthy. They won't mistreat you," Monica advised. Barry looked a bit troubled. "Mom, your son is handsome; I don't want to marry a dinosaur. After all, we'll be sharing a bed after we get marrie