NovelApp“These potatoes also weigh two pounds. So, do you reckon it’s your scale that’s inaccurate, or are you attempting to hoodwink us?” Panicked, the butcher's eyes darted around as he mopped his brow. He surreptitiously removed a small mafrom under the scale, his hand resting innocently on its side.
“Alright, I'll re-weigh it for you. | don’t want to be wrongfully accused,” he said, visibly agitated.
He placed the potatoes on the scale, and they weighed exactly two pounds.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSporting a triumphant grin, he feigned innocence. “See, the scale is perfect. You were mistaken...” Loraine acted swiftly, swapping the potatoes for the meat on the scale.
The weight barely tipped one and a half pounds, falling significantly short of two pounds.
Loraine gave a cool laugh, eyeing the flabbergasted butcher, but said nothing. Instead, she set down the meat, seized Marco's hand, and prepared to exit.
Angela’s Library The butcher, unable to maintain his facade, burst out, “What's your problem? You are so elegantly dressed that you hardly seem to be financially strapped! Why harass a small vendor like me, request a specific cut, and then refuse to purchase it?” His gaze targeted Loraine’s petite figure, and he tried to seize her.
But she deftly sidestepped his attempt. Instead, a powerful hand secured the butcher's wrist, squeezing tightly.
“Ah! It’s painful, it's painful!” he cried out in distress.
Dishonest Vendor The butcher tried but failed to free himself from the tight grip that held his wrist Like unyielding steel.
“Help! Everyone, cand see! These rich folks are trying to cheatand even resort to violence!” The butcher's desperate plea echoed through the crowd.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCurious onlookers began to gather, their eyes scanning the scene.
Among them were snosy elderly folks, muttering speculations about the young couple and why they would bully a small business owner.
“This girl is so pretty, and the young man is handstoo. They don’t seem to be short of money.” Noticing the commotion, Loraine’s frown deepened.
She gestured for Marco to release his grip on the butcher's hand, sensing that the butcher might have assumed they were easy targets due to their well-dressed appearance.
But Loraine was no stranger to deceitful tactics.
Before being taken in by the Torres family, she had grown up in an orphanage, navigating a world where dishonesty lurked around every corner. She had encountered both the kind-hearted and the cunning.
Remaining calm, Loraine turned to the butcher, a composed smile on her face.
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