Chapter 348 You Dare Object?


    Upon hearing Aiden’s proposal, Brittany''s anger red up instantly. How dare this woman openly try


    to steal her man?


    "A hundred bucks for a treatment? Country boy might be a jerk, but he’s not that cheap!"


    Brittany pulled out a wad of hundred-dor bills from her wallet—totaling up to a thousand dors.


    "Is it just the money you want? I’ll lend it to you! A thousand now, but you’ll pay me back ten


    thousandter!"


    Brittany wasn''t about to let Aiden get the better of Daniel, but she wasn’t one to take a loss, either.


    The money she lent Daniel had to earn interest—tenfold, to be precise.


    "Holy cow! Are you running a loan shark operation?" Daniel eximed.


    "Country boy, what did you say? You got a problem?"


    "Heh heh..."


    Daniel answered with a mischievous grin, locking eyes with Brittany.


    "You know, Brittany, you’re actually quite beautiful. It’s just that temper of yours—it’s a tad too fiery.


    If you could just tone it down, you’d be quite the delicate beauty."


    "Shut your trap! You think some country yokel like you can change me? In your dreams!"


    Brittany hurled abuses at Daniel. No way would she ever be tender to him. Never in a million years!


    Wait, why did she think ''never in a lifetime''? As if she''d spend a lifetime with this country bumpkin!


    She shook her head, dispelling the thought, but the more she looked at Daniel, the more her anger


    bubbled. Why on earth was she obsessing over him? She should be shoving him aside, not


    dwelling on him!


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    The more she pondered, the angrier Brittany got; in a fit of irritation, she gave Daniel a light kick


    with her high heel—to quell her inner tumult.


    "Why''d you kick me?" Daniel asked, baffled.


    "It''s because you look like you''re asking for it! I want to kick you every time I see you! When I kick


    you, consider yourself lucky!"


    With hands on her hips and a menacing re, Brittany challenged, "What are you going to do about


    it, huh? You dare object?"


    "Why wouldn''t I object? I''m just not bothering to argue with a little girl like you!"


    Daniel was finished dealing with Brittany. Instead, he pointed at the pile of discarded herbs and


    questioned Aiden.


    "Aiden, you sure about this? A hundred bucks each for these abandoned herbs? I pick any I want?


    If I find something valuable and you end up losing big, don’te crying to me!"


    "Rest assured, Daniel, I’m a woman who can handle her bets; I won’t be crying. Besides, I’ve


    inspected all these discarded herbs myself, and none of them are worth anything. So, feel free to


    pick—you’ll be at a loss no matter what."


    Her family had been in the herb business for generations, and Aiden was intimately acquainted with


    all sorts of herbs—there was no way she could be wrong. She had meticulously inspected every


    single herb in that pile before discarding it. Aiden was ever so careful with herbs, ensuring that


    anything still useful was set aside and never thrown away recklessly.


    With a p, Danielid ten hundred-dor bills in Aiden''s hand.


    "I''ll start with ten herbs, then!"