Priscilla broke into small jogs as she approached Anthony.

“Mr. Crawford, wait!”

Anthony frowned when he saw Priscilla. 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 Priscilla. “Wait, Grandma.”

Priscilla expected Anthony to ignore her. But instead, he waited for her. What was this if not a love story in the making?

Priscilla tucked a lock of hair behind her ears. “What a coincidence, Mr. Crawford. Where are you going?”

Before Bettany could diss Priscilla, Lilly answered gleefully, “We’re visiting the flea market, Miss Peach.”

“As in Hillside Flea Market?”

“Yup!” Lilly nodded.

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

be any happier. It was that easy to fish out information from a child. She donned an inquisitive

none of your business,” answered

I’m sorry, madam. I know I made a mistake. But

dally.” Bettany did not

now. The flea market was the best spot to capture the harem spirit. That was why she stopped everyone. And now, they could

way. “Please, Mr. Crawford. Give me

she put up.

you’re good enough

of her shirt with a pallid expression. Why was her

mean. Priscilla had apologized so many times. They could

Sam swooped to

already helped Lilly and Bettany get

the automobile. “Mr. Crawford! Mr. Crawford! Sam, don’t you have a car here? Come.

are

I won’t give up. I need their

did he know he was helping Priscilla

in the

fend off spirits. That artifact can improve your

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