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.”

with rage. “The deal’s off.

price and made the transaction. You can’t take it back once you’ve sold it. That’s how it works in the antique ware circle. Moreover, you

thousand dollars for it

store owner wanted to tear her head off. However, he could not

he could do it

for this

trio left, the store owner made a phone call,

someone a lesson.”

browsed the antique show for a

going

grab some food instead. Our flight’s on tomorrow afternoon. We can visit Sacryment

let’s do

this area. I’ll take you guys to a nice restaurant,”

what are we waiting for? Let’s go.”

an alley. Then, a group of thugs blocked their way. These guys wore

bats, closing in on

are you guys? What are you doing?” Bonnie asked

We’re muggers, of course. Cut the crap and give up all

his machete