Chapter 452 Hey, You Wanna Save Face?

Perplexed, Danny asked, “Are you going to the black market, Elise?”

Elise glanced up at Danny while putting away her phone calmly. “Uh-huh,” she replied, before sitting down in the rocking chair next to her and rocking back and forth leisurely like an old man.

A while later, Alexander came back with his cell phone. He said indifferently, “I’ve gotten two tickets.”

“Yes!” Danny raised his fist in victory. He asked in surprise, “In that case, I can go with you two, right?”

“Nope,” Alexander replied harshly.

Danny was instantly filled with disappointment. Just then, however, a gust of wind suddenly blew past him, and he sensed someone flying past him in a supercilious manner.

The next second, a familiar voice sounded from behind him. “Miss Sinclair, here are the tickets that you’ve asked for. There are ten of them. Master Bryce said you can bring friends with you to the black market, and if the tickets aren’t enough, you can give the market manager your name so that the rest of them can enter,” the man said reverently.

As soon as the man finished his speech, Danny turned around and dashed back to Elise’s side with the speed of a nocked arrow, staring at the stack of tickets in the box with shining eyes.

Elise took the tickets. “Thanks for bringing me these. You didn’t have to come in person, though. Just let somebody run the errand for you next time.”

Miss Sinclair. Well then, I won’t be keeping you any longer,” he said

disappeared from the door, Danny jumped up and hugged Elise. “Oh, my God! What a fantastic sister-in-law I’ve found for myself! Black market! It’s the tickets to the black market! They’re so difficult to get, yet

bushy eyebrows snapped together, and he hemmed

was totally oblivious to it. Wrapping his arms around Elise, he shook her in gratitude

to Danny right away, forcibly wrenching the latter’s arms away from Elise. Then, he said in a voice devoid of warmth, “It’s inappropriate to be overfamiliar

that? Elise and I are a family!” Danny

opened the transparent box containing the tickets, took

his hand, flaunting it in front of Alexander as if it were some precious

said with a

brazenly clung to Elise once again. “What’s wrong with her spoiling me? Since you’re not doing so, it’s only natural that someone else is gonna do it. It’s none of your business! I hereby declare unilaterally that starting

“What an ingrate,”

quickly set off for the

was held. It was an undeveloped suburban area with not a single habitation within a near 100-mile

Elise and the others saw a market as lively as the commercial street. The entire black market looked more like a street in ancient times, but it was lit

power—could be traded on the black market. The interests of the parties involved

at the entrance, Elise and

market were peddlers selling smuggled daily commodities. These people smuggled inexpensive items from abroad, then waited for buyers to purchase them so that they could pocket the price difference. Meanwhile, having gotten their hands on the items, the buyers would repackage them at low cost with obscure and incomprehensible foreign language, labeling them as top-quality goods from abroad in order to make exorbitant profits by selling them at ten to twenty times the

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