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.

but didn’t touch any of the objects with her

for a while, she beard a clear man’s voice, “What

was actually someone in the shop, only sitting with his head down in the corner and

not to see

his gaze as

you’ve got a bit of a mix

shop and don’t look at things,

is mixed.” He

tilted her head to

more than twenty or so, calling her a little girl out

at the object in front of him, it was a wooden carving that was being polished, just not

shop, you carved them?” She

restaurant and you have to care which chef made them.” He seemed a

case, “Of course I care. I don’t like dishes made by chefs who

carved the wood, maybe I

the carving knife in his hand, he clenched it, “You’re here

aren’t you?”

you not only have carved (carving) but also tree (tea) for sale here?” She said

entendre.

choked with gunpowder, but his skills were obviously not up to scratch and he was so angry at her that he blew up at her after

go, go, go! Don’t keep me

said “Don’t hold me up”, not “Don’t hold me up”, so it was interesting to see such

he did, the more interesting Silvia found it, “Who says I’m not buying anything, I just haven’t seen

that catches

an old man come out, scolding her, “You’re kicking out customers again! Do you still want to work

just been in a flaming mood, instantly

rooster.

expression of understanding,

“You–”

if being poked and prodded 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!