Chapter 143 Flea Market


    Prisci broke into small jogs as she approached Anthony.


    "Mr. Crawford, wait!"


    Anthony frowned when he saw Prisci. As she gasped for air, Bettany let out a small curse. She


    couldn''t help but think about Lilly''s prediction earlier.


    "Let''s go," Bettany said impatiently.


    Lilly looked at the harem spirit on top of Prisci. "Wait, Grandma."


    Prisci expected Anthony to ignore her. But instead, he waited for her. What was this if not a love story


    in the making?


    Prisci tucked a lock of hair behind her ears. "What a coincidence, Mr. Crawford. Where are you


    going?"


    Before Bettany could diss Prisci, Lilly answered gleefully, "We''re visiting the flea market, Miss


    Peach."


    "As in Hillside Flea Market?"


    "Yup!" Lilly nodded.


    Anthony looked at Lilly. Did Lilly just ask them to wait here so that she could tell Prisci where they


    were going?


    Prisci couldn''t be any happier. It was that easy to fish out information from a child. She donned an


    inquisitive look. "What''s the asion?"


    "It''s none of your business," answered Bettany coldly.


    Prisci then spoke in a half-crying voice. "I already said I''m sorry, madam. I know I made a mistake.


    But please, give me another chance to..."


    "Let''s not dally." Bettany did not want to entertain Prisci.


    Lilly did perform divination just now. The flea market was the best spot to capture the harem spirit. That


    was why she stopped everyone. And now, they could depart. Prisci would definitely follow them. On


    the other hand, Sam just noticed that Prisci went missing. He came to the parking lot to search for


    her.


    Prisci was not going to let Anthony go away. She blocked the Crawfords'' way. "Please, Mr. Crawford.


    Give me another chance. I''ll make sure I take good care of Lilly and Old Mrs. Crawford here."


    Even Prisci herself was deeply moved by the brave front she put up. Surely a man of steel like


    Anthony would be swayed.


    Anthony only found Prisci irritating. But before he could say anything, Bettany barked, "One, neither


    Lilly nor I need your help. What makes you think you''re good enough to take care of us? Two, you were


    fired by your school because of your mistake. This has nothing to do with Lilly. Now, leave us alone."


    Prisci clutched at the cor of her shirt with a pallid expression. Why was her future mother-inw so


    mean?


    Standing not too far from the crowd, Sam found Bettany rude and mean. Prisci had apologized so


    many times. They could just walk away. There was no need to insult Prisci!


    "Peachy!" Sam swooped to Prisci''s side.


    Anthony already helped Lilly and Bettany get into the car. They drove away.


    Unwilling to let go, Prisci even chased after the automobile. "Mr. Crawford! Mr. Crawford! Sam, don''t


    you have a car here? Come. Let''s chase after them."


    "Peachy, they are not worth it."


    "No! I won''t give up. I need their forgiveness. Please help me, Sam," Prisci implored.


    Sam had no choice but to assist Prisci. Little did he know he was helping Prisci to impress


    Anthony.


    ...


    Hillside Flea Market was the biggest flea market in the city. It was popr among the citizens.


    Lilly was holding Anthony''s hand. As she looked around, Pablo taught her many things. "This gem can


    fend off spirits. That artifact can improve your health, but the catch is that it only works on Leos."


    Lilly just listened in on Pablo''s lecture. From Bettany''s perspective, her curious granddaughter was


    busy inquiring about every new thing she found at the flea market. But before Bettany could google the


    answer, Lilly moved on to her next discovery.


    Soon enough, they arrived at a stall. The owner greeted the Crawfords. "What can I help? Eh? Aren''t


    you Lilly?"


    Lilly looked up and smiled. "Finally, I found you."


    Pablo was assessing the stall owner. "I sensed foul energy around him. It must be him."


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    In fact, the stall owner was none other than one of Prisci''s boyfriends, Flynn. Thanks to Prisci,


    Flynn was well-acquainted with the incident involving Lilly. That was why he could recognize her. But


    seeing that Lilly had caused his precious girlfriend so much suffering, he wasn''t too fond of the family.


    "Suit yourself." Flynn didn''t bother to greet them properly.


    Meanwhile, Sam and Prisci arrived at the flea market. And then she recalled suddenly that this was


    where Flynn worked.


    He is not going to find me here, right?


    Prisci hesitated for a while. But the temptation of Anthony was too irresistible.


    "Sam, it''s crowded here. Can we split up and search for Mr. Crawford? If I don''t do this today, I will not


    likely see him again."


    Sam sighed and nodded. Deep down, Prisci was overjoyed. She finally got rid of Sam. Unbeknownst


    to her, Shawn was browsing the items disyed in another stall. He came here to choose a gift for his


    mother.


    "I don''t think my mother will like that. But thank you," said Shawn courteously.


    All of Prisci''s boyfriends were there.