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.”

do you work, buddy? That’s

cement and bricks on a construction site. It’s hard–earned money, barely enough to get by.” Valin replied with a weary smile,

offered change exchanged a hundred–dollar bill for smaller denominations, and

to the

gave him back three dollars in change and

got some extra cash, why not play a few hands with us?”

money on the table, swallowing

terrible at cards. I never win when

the newsstand owner

sit here. This spot’s lucky today. I’ve already won 200 dollars. We play small stakes, just three to

hesitated, wearing a conflicted expression.

“I don’t know…”

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wife, huh?” a bald guy

red with

house, not her. I’m

knowing glances and smirks.

not scared, sit down and play a

deep breath and plopped

But if you guys lose money, don’t try to

cigarette, exhaling

rules like that. You can leave whenever

the table, catching the men’s undivided attention.

at the newsstand