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.

good luck,” Carlisle said with a wide

haven’t noticed,”

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

me, aren’t you?” Wanda blushed, giving Carlisle a pinch on his waist.

hurts!” Carlisle winced.

even pinch hard!”

Just massage it for me,

trick me again!” Wanda blushed and turned her head

arrived at

saw the sign board with the gleaming

promoting Retrovintique in his Interview.

shop, they found only an elderly man with sharp features lounging in

his left hand while using a traditional–looking fan to Intermittently cool himself with

steeping, filling the air with its aromatic scent. Meanwhile,

The

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

cover,” Carlisle said, tossing the plastic bag onto the nearby table.

eyes widened when he saw bundles of hundred–dollar bills spilled out from the plastic bag.

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

clearly marked Carlisle as a rich kid, a fact that the antique

tucked away the money and asked with a smile, “Do

proud as he said, “Not to boast, but my shop has the best

the whole street!”

inside, the old man asked, “May I inquire

modestly.”

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