Sweet Revenge

Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 135

Chapter 135 A deal’s a deal

The young man was silent, but still spoke in a definite tone, “‘Yes!”

“Is there anything wrong with it?”

“No! In that case, I want this kind of wood, as for what to do with it, I haven’t thought about it yet. when I do, I will go and talk to your boss.”

She cupped the piece of wood and shook it, furning to leave

“That won’t do!” “The young man said sharply behind her

Standing still, Silvia turned and looked at him.

“I don’t know how big you want to make woorvin And that wood, it might not always be

enough.” His shapely brows knitted together, looking little torn and embarrassed

“It doesn’t matter if it’s not enough, just ask your bass to get more stock” Silvia smiled and said

unconcernedly. “You don’t have to worry about that your boss will take care of it.”

“But…” he pursed his lips, there’s not enough wood at the mill either, anyway, this wood, no.”

Obviously he had something to say that he hadn’t said, Silvia didn’t force the issue, she just smiled lightly and looked at him with a tilt of her head, “Little brother, you’re not honest in your words.”

“How old can you be than me, little brother!” Seemingly offended by being called that, he lifted the corner of his lip. “Anyway, this wood just won’t do.”

“If it doesn’t work, I’ll call your boss.” She had him by the balls anyway, it was still easy to make him blow up for a minute.

“You – ” ehe xasperated, both his cheeks puffed out and he looked like a little hamster hiding food.

which was kinda cute,

“Why do you have to have this wood? I can use something else for you and make sure the result comes out just as good. No, better!”

Silvia just laughed, “So if it’s all the same, why can’t you use this wood? What’s so special about it?”

“Or, is it different from other woods, in any way? Like the scent, for example?” She stepped closer, clearly smiling as she spoke, but the young man felt deeply threatened.

in front of him,

her that made him want to run away

he sized

the hell are

I? I’m a customer

him, cupping the small piece of wood in her hand and

cut, a stain that looked

areas that gave off a mesmerising, unusual aroma, an aroma

ever smelt before, unlike all

pure and natural, even with the original fragrance of

she hadn’t seen it before, haditbeen crafted on later in life just like the ones

the San Francisco flower

a

the woodcarving business

would not easily tell

of wood would give off

from, vanif you just wanted to know what , but

did, why would they

couldn’t bring herself to ask, so she simply placed an order, naming the

use.

expected, the wood was definitely special

chase it out.

the man, he lost his earlier

guarded posture,

not very much and the

make small objects, it is possible to If you want to make small

but if it’s something big,

what he said was true,

and you’re still

I’m carving it for myself.” He whispered, “Anyway, I hope

“Okay, I won’t impose.”

had the answer

what, I’ll have it made from other wood, as for your piece of wood, I won’t name it,

piece, I don’t want

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