I Love You, Miss Genius

Chapter 305

Bonnle tumed and looked at the store owner. “A thousand dollars.”

Listen up, miss. You’re-

Bonnie cut him off before the store owner could finish, “It’ll be a hundred if you keep going. Have you ever seen a dog bowl worth a thousand dollars? I’ll keep moving if you haggle over the price.”

He realized Bonnie’s patience had worn out and was unhappy about it. Still, a thousand dollars was a lot for a dogbowl. So, he was still earning more than he could have bargained. for. “Fine, fine. That’s just my luck. A thousand, it is. Here, take it.”

Bonnie paid the store owner, and Avril examined the bowl. The latter could not help but ask, “What do you want this dog bowl for?”

Bonnie was pleased with her purchase, saying, “That bowl was made in Emperor Gearoid Walshington’s Primordial Kiln. It’ll be worth at least five million dollars if I put it up for

auction.”

Avril and Flynn’s eyes widened with surprise.

“I–Is this actually made in the Primordial Kiln? Are you toying with me?”

“She’s right. If this is an invaluable antique bowl from the Primordial Kiln, why would he use it as a dog bowl?”

Bonnie disdainfully looked at the store owner, whose face fell. “He doesn’t recognize its value and thought it was just a cheap bowl. He’s got no one else to blame but himself.”

owner was beside himself with rage.

sold it. That’s how it works in the antique ware circle. Moreover, you meant trickle me. If logic prevails, people like you must’ve duped a lot of money

you a thousand dollars

so deep that the store owner wanted to tear her head off. However, he could not do it in the antique show, not to mention

do it later,

for this

store owner made a phone

someone

show for a while

“Are we going to Sacryment?”

little hungry. Let’s grab some food instead. Our flight’s on tomorrow afternoon. We

let’s do

area. I’ll take you guys to a nice

waiting

into an alley. Then, a group of thugs blocked their

armed with machetes and bats, closing in on

are you doing?” Bonnie asked dryly.

Cut the crap and give up all

his machete