Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

Chapter 1362 Antiques 

“What dream? Tell it to me.” Abel’s voice sounded somewhat nervous.

“I dreamt that I was beneath a deep cliff, unable to find you, and when I called you, the call wouldn’t go through.”

Abel fell silent for a moment before asking, “What does that mean?”

“How should I know?” Emmeline said: “But, Abel, does it mean that one day, I won’t be able to find you?”

“That won’t happen, Emma. I’m here, and I’ll always be here.”

Emmeline only had one lesson the following day, so she took half a day off and boarded the bus to the city.

Paul’s words had been lingering in her mind. She pondered that starting a clothing business might be good idea.

She went to the department store and explored a newly established commercial pedestrian street.

The city’s department store had once been so magnificent, but now it was desolate and quiet, and the once haughty salespeople were now gathered in small groups, snacking and chatting.

topic of employees

pillars at the department store’s entrance were advertisements for

checked it twice; the contact person was surnamed Chester, and

pedestrian street, shops lined up in a row. Clothing, shoes, bags, cosmetics-all kinds of businesses were thriving.

a few clothing stores,

day, she began to have some ideas

the pedestrian street, the crowd was bustling, and traffic was congested. It was the city’s long-distance bus station. A large group of people had gathered at the corner of the intersection, and

smash it! Can’t believe he’s trying to

“Smash it!”

you don’t pay, we’ll smash it to

this face-to-face that day. I’ve collected these antiques from antique markets all over the country. Whether they’re real or fake, I don’t even

scam! Stop making

authenticate whether these antiques are real or fake. We’re doing a cash-on-delivery deal. If I sell it at a loss, I’ll admit it, and if you buy it at a loss, you should admit it too. Moreover, if you can buy a genuine antique for sixty bucks and later sell it for 1.8 million, would you come back to give me my money? That’s how the market works. One

lost! I don’t understand; all I know is I paid sixty bucks and bought two clay jars! They say you can get them for three bucks each in the wholesale market, and you’re selling them for sixty! Claiming they’re from the Early Modern Period, what a load

it! Beat him!”

Crash, bang, clatter!

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