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.

of him,

and flamboyant, but she had an aura about her that made

he

hell are

I? I’m a customer of

him, cupping the small piece of wood

but there was an unusual stain on the cut, a stain that looked like the slime that had

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

ever smelt before, unlike

pure and natural, even

haditbeen crafted on later in life just like

San Francisco flower banden

all, there was a rule in the

the woodcarving business and

would not easily tell you

wood

ne from, vanif you just wanted to know what ,

even if they did, why would they

ask, so she simply placed an order, naming the wood she

use.

the wood was definitely special to make this chapso nervous and

chase it out.

he lost his earlier gunpowder dura, softened his voice and

guarded posture,

very much and the sources

want to make small objects, it is possible to

two, but if

convinced that what he

still using it

practicing, I’m carving it for myself.” He whispered,

“Okay, I won’t impose.”

she had the answer she

it made from other wood, as for your

me a small piece, I don’t want more, a

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