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.

turned to face him. "I suddenly remembered that this is Morpheus' hard-earned money. Even though he gave me his card, I shouldn't spend it thoughtlessly. Also, taking credit for using his

"Wynn, can we buy these later?

happily. "You silly girl. Why worry about that? Even if you have money, we won't buy this! They're not

"Umm."

She forced a smile.

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

waved. "We're going

you refuse to buy them at the very last minute. Don't come here

word

you say?" She turned her head. "Is this how

assistant

Whether we buy it or not, it's the consumer's right. What right do you have

talk to myself? Consumers have the right to choose whether

you say has

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