His Eagle Eyes on Me

"That's a peach tree." Avery noticed that Ivy was drawn to it and went into the store with Ivy.

"Mom, peach flowers don't bloom during this time of the year, right?" Ivy asked. "Is this fake? It looks real, though."

"These are real peach blossoms," the owner explained. "You can take a closer look if you don't believe me. It smells great as well! We take care of it in a specific way so that it blooms in January, so it costs a little more."

Avery did not ask about the price and simply inspected the tree. "I think it's real." She turned to look at Ivy. "If you like it, we will buy it."

Ivy loved it but noticed that there was only one peach tree in the store and leaned over to whisper into Avery's ear, "I think Layla is going to love this."

Avery turned to look at the tree once again and realized that Ivy was right.

"Mom, don't speak. Let me try to bargain with them," Ivy whispered and proceeded to ask the owner about the price.

The owner noticed that both Ivy and Avery were dressed elegantly and said, "You have great taste. This tree only has blossoms and doesn't bear fruits. We imported it from overseas and placing this in your house will bring you great fortune. If you maintain it well, it can live quite long. This is the only tree we imported, so I will sell it to you at a cheaper price. It cost us three thousand when we bought it. You can have it at four thousand."

Ivy had not expected a peach tree that did not bear fruit to cost up to four thousand.

this size

We don't sell peach trees in March... so I don't

March, and they would

in March than yours!

The owner blushed and marveled at how sharp-tongued Ivy was. "If you really want this, I can give you

"How about seven-hundred and

up a fot of space here, so it's best to just sell it off to make a profit from it. We are in the latter half of January now, and soon, it will be February. Once New Year's passes, your peach tree will be worth nothing at all," Ivy

proposed was still too expensive for her, but the prices of everything skyrocketed on New Year's; on top

she knew that

not sell it

offered a lower price.

in Avonsville, so there were bound to be others who could afford

I won't sell it at three digits! Raise the

had

a thousand, but Ivy simply pulled at Avery's hand and said, "Seven is a lucky number, and if you sell this tree to me at this price, you are definitely going to