Chapter 305
Bonnle tumed and looked at the store owner. “A thousand dollars.”
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 dollars? 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 dollars was a lot for a dogbowl. 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. The latter 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 dollars if I 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 blame but himself.”
The store owner was beside himself with rage. “The deal’s off. Give it back!”
“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 dollars 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.”
“I’m 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? What 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 glances 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 I figured it out?”
Avril and Flynn gazed at her, also 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 get
complicated!”
