Sweet Revenge

Chapter 133 Interesting young man

“What nonsense!” Silvia poked her with a finger and sat her back.

“Geez, sometimes it’s hard to tell what’s going on in this world!”

She sat down, still thinking she had a point,

“I think it’s because he’s done so many bad things that God can’t stand it and is punishing him for

you.”

Silvia shook her head, “Okay, I’ll get the check, you gossipy little girl!”

“How much less fun you have to have in life if I don’t gossip!” Winnie said defiantly.

As she stood up, Silvia saw Winnie’s phone on her desk, still with the news picture about the car accident, Ladarius … retribution?

After parting from Winnie, Silvia went for a stroll around Gleaner’s Street to see if there were any interesting objects and to pass some of her free time.

It’s a place that specialises in vintage items, but of course there are some real ones and some fake ones, so it’s up to your eye.

After two blocks, a small shop without a front door caught her attention. The shop looked small, but the items were arranged in a way that showed that the owner had his own aesthetic.

As she approached the front of the shop, she could smell a faint fragrance.

It was refreshing, not strong and fragrant, but rather elegant, which matched his small shop.

When he entered the shop, no one was there to entertain him, as if the shop was empty.

Silvia went through the shop one by one, but the shop was mainly devoted to wood carvings, mostly ornaments or hangings carved out of wood.

Depending on the material of the wood, the carvings were different.

The workmanship is not that good, but the shape of each object is unique, that is, the first impression after entering the shop is different from others, very special.

twice but didn’t touch any of the objects with her hands, but she didn’t leave

she beard a clear man’s voice, “What are you

sitting with his head down in the corner and with the light and the surrounding scenery obscuring it, she

not to see

quietly, his

smiled, “Boss, you’ve got a bit of a mix of

shop and

smell is mixed.” He sounded quite

to survey

or so, calling her a little girl out of

of him, it was a wooden carving that was being

in this shop, you

them, if not, be my guest, you don’t care who carved them. You go to a restaurant and you have to care which chef

case, “Of course I

the wood, maybe I would have

you -“clutching the carving knife in his hand, he

aren’t you?”

carved (carving) but also tree (tea)

entendre.

youthfulness, but when he opened his mouth it was choked with gunpowder, but his skills were obviously not up to

go, go! Don’t keep

me up”, not “Don’t hold me up”,

it, “Who says I’m not buying anything, I just haven’t seen anything I

the shop that catches

something when she saw the curtain lift and an old man come out, scolding her, “You’re kicking out customers again! Do you still want to work here or not? Get out of

bro, who had just been in a flaming mood,

rooster.

boss…” With an expression of understanding, Silvia looked at

“You–”

was humiliating, he was

next second

I tell you about talking nicely and being polite! You’ve driven your customers away and you’ve carved all this shit to sell to the devil!