There seemed to be a voice inside Persephone that said, "Don't do this. It's someone else's money."

She recalled what Wynn had told her. Morpheus' life hung on the edge every day working at the underground arena. The slightest mistake could cost him his life.

However, the audience watching the competitions were avid gamblers who cared little for the fighters' lives, deriving pleasure from the adrenaline of gambling.

Her hands shook.

She glimpsed Morpheus' blood-stained wrist wrap, a testament to the toll he paid for every cent earned. Yet, she...

After some thought, she held onto the credit card.

"What's wrong?" Wynn asked softly.

gave me his card, I shouldn't spend it thoughtlessly. Also,

these later? When

Why worry about that? Even if you have money, we won't buy this! They're not

"Umm."

She forced a smile.

shop assistant's rude voice echoed. "Are

Wynn waved. "We're going to check

refuse to buy them at the very last minute. Don't come here if you can't afford us!

every word

you say?" She turned her head. "Is

assistant scoffed

to look for the items for your customers! Whether we buy it or not, it's the consumer's right.

to myself? Consumers have the right to choose

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