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.

he gave me his card, I shouldn't spend it thoughtlessly. Also, taking credit for using his money to buy you things

buy these later? When

if you have money, we won't buy this! They're not good anyway. Only foolish wealthy people who know nothing would fall for

"Umm."

She forced a smile.

then, the shop assistant's rude voice echoed. "Are you buying or

waved. "We're going to check out other

minute. Don't come here if you can't afford us! So pretentious."

word

turned her head. "Is

assistant scoffed

for your customers! Whether we buy it or not, it's the consumer's right. What right do you have to

Consumers have the right to choose

do, but what you say

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