The customers of Vintagers were immediately drawn by the racket Gina was causing, but Johnny was no slouch, having run the business for years!

Knowing that Gina was trying to curry sympathy, he bellowed, “How dare you mess around on my turf! Guards!” The security officers hurried to the scene at his order!

Seeing things were getting out of hand, Helen quickly said, “Calm down, Mr.

Wicker. We won’t ask for a refund, alright?”

There was no way three women would win against a dozen burly security guards, not to mention that Gina was already silenced once they arrived.

“Then put a leash on your mother,” Johnny growled icily. “Slander me again and watch what happens.” Nearby, Frank was almost laughing out loud.

definitely a shady businessman,

million dollars for a dead herb? She was

she ran up to him. “You wanted the polypore, didn’t

moved to stand haughtily beside her. “Yeah. You wanted it,

Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth!” Helen rolled her eyes behind them–Frank was

for your sake! I’m only selling it because you used to be my son–in–law!” “For my sake? Why does it look like you want me to take a bullet for you?” Frank growled coolly. “Anyway, I won’t buy it for twenty million dollars. Two million, however, would be worth considering.” The herb might be dead in appearance,

you’re not

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