Chapter 305
Chapter 305
Bonnie turned and looked at the store owner. “A thousand dors."
“Listen up, miss. You’re—"
Bonnie cut him off before the store owner could finish, “It''ll be a hundred if you keep going. Have
you ever seen a dog bowl worth a thousand dors? I''ll keep moving if you haggle over the price."
He realized Bonnie’s patience had worn out and was unhappy about it.
Still, a thousand dors was a lot for a dogbow/l. So, he was still earning more than he could have
bargained for. “Fine, fine. That’s just my luck.
A thousand, it is. Here, take it."
Bonnie paid the store owner, and Avril examined the bowl. Thetter could not help but ask, “What
do you want this dog bowl for?"
Bonnie was pleased with her purchase, saying, “That bowl was made in Emperor Gearoid
Walshington’s Primordial Kiln. It''ll be worth at least five million dors if T put it up for auction."
Avril and Flynn’s eyes widened with surprise.
“I-Is this actually made in the Primordial Kiln? Are you toying with me?"
“She’s right. If this is an invaluable antique bowl from the Primordial Kiln, why would he use it as a
dog bowl?"
Bonnie disdainfully looked at the store owner, whose face fell. “He doesn’t recognize its value and
thought it was just a cheap bowl. He’s got no one else to me but himself."
The store owner was beside himself with rage. “The deal’s off. Give it back!"
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“We agreed on a price and made the transaction. You can’t take it back once you''ve sold it. That’s
how it works in the antique ware circle.
Moreover, you meant trickle me. If logic prevails, people like you must’ve duped a lot of money from
ignorant buyers. Be grateful I paid you a thousand dors for it."
Bonnie’s words cut so deep that the store owner wanted to tear her head off. However, he could not
do it in the antique show, not to mention in broad daylight. Still, that did not mean he could do it
later, either.
‘She''ll pay for this soon!"
When the trio left, the store owner made a phone call, “Bruno, gather your men. I need you to teach
someone a lesson."
Bonnie and the other two browsed the antique show for a while longer before leaving. Avril asked,
“Are we going to Sacryment?"
Bonnie rubbed her belly and said, “I’m a little hungry. Let’s grab some food instead. Our flight’s on
tomorrow afternoon. We can visit Sacryment tomorrow morning."
“All right, let’s do that."
“Vm pretty familiar with this area. I''ll take you guys to a nice restaurant,” Flynn suggested.
“Well, what are we waiting for? Let''s go."
The trio walked for a while and turned into an alley. Then, a group of thugs blocked their way. These
guys wore Halloween masks, so Bonnie could not recognize them. They were also armed with
machetes and bats, closing in on the trio.
“Who are you guys? Whal are you doing?” Bonnie asked dryly.
“Heh, heh! Do you have to ask? We’re muggers, of course. Cut the crap and give up all of your
valuable belongings! Otherwise, we''ll take more drastic measures!” The lead thug waved his
machete at Bonnie.
Bonnie lowered her gaze and pondered before questioning, “Did the dog bowl store owner send
you?"
The thugs exchanged nces when they heard that, wondering how she figured it out. It was as if
Bonnie could read their minds because the next thing she said was, “Are you guys wondering how |
figured it out?"
Avril and Flynn gazed at her, aiso curious about how she figured it out.
Bonnie analyzed the situation leisurely, “It’s simple. You asked for our valuable belongings. We just
left an antique store. If you didn’t know we had the bowl made in the Primordial Kiln, why would you
decide to mug us now?"
“Hahaha! You’re bright, indeed, but you''re still a fool. We don’t know any antique store owner."
“Why are we still wasting our breath with her, chief? Let’s mug them before things getplicated!”