Chapter 1120


    Chapter 1120


    Ste was startled. She turned over and saw Marshall, standing not far away from her, with many


    things in his hands. The man just stood there, sizing her up from top to bottom. There was some


    hesitation in his eyes, indicating that he was unsure if it was her.


    Ste put up her finger to make a silent gesture, and Marshall instantly understood. He walked toward


    her and whispered disapprovingly, “Why are you out and about in the market at this crucial time?”


    “This ce is hidden from the city. Who would think I would be at a market if you don’t tell anyone?” As


    Ste said, she took two oranges from her bag and gave them to Marshall.” Here. Try them. They’re


    cheap and sweet.”


    Marshall looked at the two oranges that were green and doubted her im. He wore light gray


    sportswear and did not style his hair as usual. His clean look made him seem younger.


    Ste could not help but take a few nces at him. ‘That sporty attire looks good on him. I wonder if


    theye in white. Keegan would probably look dashing in them,’ she thought.


    Ste’s stare was so obvious that it made Marshall slightly ufortable. “Is there something wrong?”


    he asked.


    Ste leaned toward him and whispered, “No wonder youwyers have to suit up. I would doubt your


    abilities if you showed up in casual wear like this.”


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    Marshall was taken aback for a moment and chuckled. He then leaned closer to her and said, “Would I


    seem more unstoppable with a receding hairline?”


    Ste immediately nodded. “It’s just more professional to have your hair up.”


    Marshallughed and joked, “I’ll think about trimming my front hair when no one hires me as their


    lawyer.”


    “I’m just kidding. You’re an experiencedwyer. People won’t judge you based on your hair,” Ste


    said,ughing.


    “Have you decided on what you want, miss?” The fishmonger could not help asking after seeing the


    two chatting up a storm.


    “You can go ahead and attend to other customers while I look around first,” said Ste.


    The fishmonger then said to call her if she needed help and proceeded to serve the other customers.


    “Are you getting carp fish?” Marshall asked.


    Ste nodded and said, “I want to make some fish stew, but I don’t know how to choose one that’s


    good.”


    “Are you nning on buying a wild or farmed carp?”


    “Is there a huge difference between the two?”


    Marshall smiled and said, “It depends on what you like. Wild carps tend to have low-fat content, and


    their flesh is meatier. Due to their growth environment, wild carps have a slightly higher amount of


    vitamins and trace elements than farmed fish. Though, the nutrients don’t differ much when it’s only


    one fish. So don’t expect to glow after eating a wild carp.”


    “So there isn’t a huge difference between the two?”


    “Some people prefer wild carp because they can be picky about the texture and origin of their food.”


    ‘Well, Keegan certainly is picky about his food, but not because of the texture. If he knew that I got the


    cheaper option, he would definitely say something like, “Am I not worthy enough to eat fish that’s 30


    dors per pound?!” Maybe I should just buy the wild carp,’ Ste thought.


    “How do I know which wild carp to choose?” She humbly asked Marshall.


    “What are you going to do with the fish again?”


    “I want to make a pot of fish stew.”