Ray was very satisfied and treated the four women to watermelon.

Two slices each—not a lot, but not too little either.

Naturally, the four of them ate with delight.

For Ray, supplies were a trivial matter. He had far too much. Just watermelons alone—he had several thousand tons. Even if he ate one a day, how long would it take to finish them?

But for the four women, any fruit now was a luxury. And in this freezing weather, they were sitting in a warm room, sweating from hot pot, then biting