The Quadruplets Are Mine?

Chapter 1362 Antiques 

“What dream? Tell it to me.” Abel’s voice sounded somewhat nervous.

“I dreamt that I was beneath a deep cliff, unable to find you, and when I called you, the call wouldn’t go through.”

Abel fell silent for a moment before asking, “What does that mean?”

“How should I know?” Emmeline said: “But, Abel, does it mean that one day, I won’t be able to find you?”

“That won’t happen, Emma. I’m here, and I’ll always be here.”

Emmeline only had one lesson the following day, so she took half a day off and boarded the bus to the city.

Paul’s words had been lingering in her mind. She pondered that starting a clothing business might be good idea.

She went to the department store and explored a newly established commercial pedestrian street.

The city’s department store had once been so magnificent, but now it was desolate and quiet, and the once haughty salespeople were now gathered in small groups, snacking and chatting.

tell they were discussing the topic of employees voluntarily renting

department store’s entrance were

person was surnamed Chester, and

both sides of the pedestrian street, shops lined up in a row. Clothing, shoes, bags, cosmetics-all

clothing stores, pretending to

began to have some ideas in

large group of people had gathered at the corner of the intersection, and it seemed like they were in the midst of a fight, with shouts and arguments

believe he’s trying to scam

“Smash it!”

don’t pay,

day. I’ve collected these antiques from antique markets all over

scam! Stop making

authenticate whether these antiques are real or fake. We’re doing a cash-on-delivery deal. If I sell it at a loss, I’ll admit it, and if you buy it at a loss, you should admit it

them for three bucks each in

“Smash it! Beat him!”

Crash, bang, clatter!

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