From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Chapter 134

Gina sat on the back seat of Leonard’s bicycle.

It moved quickly on the road.

If it weren’t for Gina, Leonard would have wanted to drift when turning.

“I’m so cool, Leonard thought proudly.

Unfortunately, Gina held onto the bicycle frame instead of embracing his waist, which disappointed Leonard.

However, Gina’s beauty made Leonard the center of attention on the street.

Under the admiring gaze of the people, Leonard lifted his head proudly.

“What do you think these passersby are thinking?” Leonard asked.

Before Gina could answer, Leonard muttered, “I feel like we’re on the Titanic, but these people definitely think you’re Rose and I’m a dead extra.”

Gina burst into laughter.

She realized that Leonard sensed her emotions and deliberately said that. She gave him a gentle smile.

“Thank you for saving me, or I would have been in big trouble today.”

Gina suddenly said sincerely.

“As far as I know, there are no schools around the square. Why did you go there and end up being trapped by them?”

Leonard asked curiously.

“My friend asked me out, but I didn’t see her and ended up seeing Elmore and the others.”

“It seems like your friend sold you out.”

Leonard guessed.

“I know.”

Gina sounded a bit frustrated.

She was sad be betrayed by her friend.

“Elmore’s family is very powerful. I’m afraid they won’t let you off.”

Gina expressed her concern.

“Don’t worry. They can’t compare to me, no matter what kind of background they have in Newden.”

patting his

if you weren’t riding a bicycle. Do you think you’re the

I saved you. Aren’t you touched? How about marrying

and

seventeen or eighteen–year–old girl anymore. I’m not that

how old are you?”

knew Gina was in a bad mood and

“I’m nineteen.”

Gina smiled.

they entered an

jumped off the

Leonard, come

and

Leonard followed her.

a little over 300 square feet.

were old

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decorations made the house

out a small box the size of her palm from the bedside table and handed it to Leonard. “You saved me. I don’t have anything else to

At the sight of the black object

a magical ointment.”

arm

the wrong part. If you want to commit suicide, you should

Gina was speechless.

wrist,” Leonard

took a bit of the black ointment and it t

“Don’t blink.”

Gina said.

her wound.

the

it, and the

wound had

and healed.

and

Leonard’s eyes widened.

It was magical.

the black ointment. It was originally the size of a palm, but my grandpa was

anything else to give

eyes lit up.

only this magical black

how precious this black ointment is. Are you

formula, and it can’t be mass–produced. Otherwise, my grandpa would have sold it a long

Leonard was speechless.

Gina was inconsiderate.

make money with it, I’ll