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.

Morpheus' hard-earned money. Even though he gave me his card,

these later? When

happily. "You silly girl. Why worry about that? Even 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.

shop assistant's rude voice echoed. "Are you buying

Wynn waved. "We're going

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

every word

head. "Is

shop assistant

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

to myself? Consumers have the right to choose whether to

say has

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