Cheyenne glanced at Regina coldly and held Lucas's hand. "He's my husband, not a freeloader."
"Haha, that's so funny!" Regina laughed hysterically. "Cheyenne, is your husband a joker? Did he just say that he's here to bid on the plot of land in the eastern suburbs of DC? How hilarious!
"As I just said, the starting price of this land is five hundred million dollars! I'm afraid you and your husband can't even afford fifty thousand!
"Also, you don't need to cover up for your husband. Our college classmates told me that your husband is penniless and jobless, and he lives off of you entirely!
"Given his status and financial ability, what can he possibly bid for? This is hilarious! I just found out today that your husband is not only a freeloading gigolo, but he also loves puffing himself up to get humiliated. This is too funny!"
Regina laughed widely, as if Lucas was a great joke.