Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 345

Valin approached the newsstand, grabbing a bottle of water from the shelf.

“Hey, boss, give me a pack of cigarettes.”

“Help yourself,” the owner replied without even glancing up from his card game.

Valin took a pack of cigarettes and asked, “How much for all this?”

The owner gave him a quick look and said, “Two dollars.”

Valin handed over a hundred–dollar bill.

The owner frowned, “Got anything smaller?”

“Let me check,” Valin said, pulling out a wad of cash totaling ten thousand dollars from his pocket.

The owner’s eyes widened in shock. He nudged one of his companions with his foot and subtly gestured toward Valin.

The men around the newsstand noticed the cash, and their eyes lit up.

One of them chimed in, “Hey man, no problem. I can break that hundred for you.”

Valin gave an embarrassed smile.

“Thanks a lot, buddy. I just got my annual bonus. I don’t have any small bills yet.”

“Where do you work, buddy? That’s a nice

a construction site. It’s hard–earned money, barely enough to get

change exchanged a hundred–dollar bill

five dollars to the

back three dollars in change and

cash, why not play

the money on the table, swallowing hard before

terrible at cards. I never win when I play with

Valin’s desire to gamble, the newsstand owner smirked and offered his

dollars. We play small stakes, just three to

hesitated, wearing a conflicted

“I don’t know…”

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wife, huh?” a bald guy taunted, using reverse

turned red with indignation.

her.

men exchanged knowing glances and

provoking, “If you’re not scared, sit down and

and plopped

guys lose money, don’t try to keep me from

guy lit a cigarette, exhaling

We don’t have any rules like that.

the table, catching

looked at the