Chapter 52

Sherman’s tone was casual as he asked. “What if she doesn’t show up tomorrow?”

Daniel gritted his teeth and replied, “Then it’s a four–canned herring bet!” Daniel was so bold because he was sure Anthea would come.

After all, Anthea had already caught Sherman’s eye early on, and It made no sense for her to bail at such a critical moment.

Sherman nodded slightly. “Alright, let’s bet on it once more.”

“Don’t worry, Sherman. I won’t let you down this time,” Daniel said with a grin, keeping pace with Sherman.

Elsewhere, Anthea and Nanson were walking home in the moonlight.

The moon’s gentle glow cast a silvery sheen on them.

“Uncle Nanson, you get up for work at dawn every day. There’s no need for you to pick me up anymore. I can make it home on my own.” Anthea said.

Nanson frowned. “How can I let that happen? A young lady walking home alone at night is dangerous! What if you run into trouble? Who’s going to protect you?”

“I can protect myself,” Anthea replied with a smile.

of yours. someone could

put a few stones in Anthea’s pockets to prevent

see it,” Anthea said,

head helplessly.

group of guys huddled together, their flickering cigarettes illuminating their faces as they shared

moonlight and streetlamps, they noticed Anthea and Nanson approaching. One of them quickly

a muscular youth with tattoos, straightened up and looked in their

young man waved the

out hidden metal pipes, which reflected a chilling gleam under the

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group ahead, and unease crept

from work.

something’s off up ahead. Stay behind me,” he

metal pipe barred Nanson’s

up to see several menacing faces. “You’ve got some nerve, acting tough on

youth grabbed Nanson’s collar and hoisted him up. “Feisty, aren’t

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