Chapter 102

Carlisle felt like he was taking candy from a kid as he looked at Wanda’s extravagant pocket money. He chuckled. “Since you’re giving me all your pocket money, what will you live on?”

“I still have my savings and living expenses,” Wanda replied with a playful smirk.

Carlisle teased with a playful grin, “Looks like I’ve hit the jackpot with my rich lady here. I guess I can kick back and let you take cate of me from now on!”

“Sure, if y

don’t mind the gossip.” Wanda retorted with a chuckle.

Carlisle gently tapped Wanda’s nose. “I don’t want to live off you.

After checking out of the hotel, Carlisle took Wanda to an antique street by car.

The street was adorned with buildings dating back to the Eduarian era, while both sides teemed with farmers sporting patched clothes and straw hats.

In reality, these farmers were all actors. Dressed in modest vintage attire, they skillfully created the impression that their antiques had been unearthed from rustic villages or mountainous regions.

Holding onto Carlisle’s sleeve, Wanda whispered, “Carlisle, you’re not planning to buy antiques, are you?” “Why else would I be here?” Carlisle raised an eyebrow.

“Do you know about antiques? My grandfather has been in the business for over 30 years and still gets fooled

“Do you believe in luck?” Carlisle asked with a smile.

“Nope!” Wanda shook her head.

should. I’ve always had good luck,” Carlisle

haven’t noticed,”

how could I have met such a wonderful girl like you?” Carlisle

blushed, giving Carlisle a pinch on

hurts!” Carlisle

pinch hard!” Wanda blinked innocently.

for me, and it’ll be fine,” Carlisle

you’re trying to trick me again!” Wanda blushed and

at a shop called

with the gleaming golden letters of “Retrovintique.” This was definitely the

Retrovintique

found only an elderly man with sharp features

left hand while using a

table nearby, a pot of tea was steeping, filling the air with its aromatic scent. Meanwhile, an old–fashioned radio played a classic

The

he saw two youngsters before him, he lost. The cheapest item

said, tossing the

man’s eyes widened when he saw bundles of hundred–dollar bills spilled out from the plastic bag. He sat up abruptly and picked up a stack of money to

his demeanor changing instantly. He swiftly washed two cups and poured tea for them. With a flattering smile, he said, “Ah, the magpies‘ cheerful chirping this morning was a good omen, heralding the

age clearly marked

away the money and asked with a smile, “Do you have

said, “Not to boast, but my shop has the

the whole street!”

asked, “May I inquire which family you’re from? You

modestly.”

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