Salute To The General

Chapter 853 You Think You Are Worthy Enough To Make Me...

Jarelle Zinke suddenly grew pale. She stared at Declan Roger and spat out her words, one after the other, "Declan, is this pig real or fake?"

Declan's sweat was starting to roll down his forehead, "Jarelle, |..."

Keller Lillard explained, "This golden pig was indeed a craft that was ordered by Sir Roger. As per his request, he had made the pig out of a gold alloy with a low percentage of actual gold content. The total price of this model is a hundred and thirteen thousand."

"Sir Roger, you have only paid us the thirty thousand for the deposit. Please do remember to pay us the remaining one-hundred thousand that you still owe us!”

The crowd was in an uproar.

Not only was the golden pig from Declan fake, rather, the pig had not even been paid for, in full. Everyone was murmuring that Jarelle's rich boyfriend only knew how to put on a flashy show. Jarelle glared at Declan, she repeated, "The pig is fake?"

Declan's face flushed red, and his sweat was all over him. He stuttered, "Listen to me, Jarelle..." "The pig is fake?"

"THE PIG IS FAKE?"

onto a figurative edge, off a cliff by Jarelle. He finally blew his top in shame, "So what if it's fake? That doesn't change the fact that | have already spent a few thousand on it! And | still owe the jewelry

bathe in your own vanity? Well, let me tell you one thing! | did all of

we haven't even slept together once. Now, you want to treat me

and started to tremble in

as white as a sheet of paper. She looked at Declan in disbelief, "| can't believe the goody-two-shoes you were was just an act you'd put on to get inside my pants! So this is who you actually are

He sneered, "You seek fame and glory while | crave for your body. Isn't that a fair

You don't really think |

flabbergasted. Jarelle Zinke was trembling, with tears in her eyes.

this place immediately! | never want to see you

totally unaffected, "Alright, I'll just go! Why get yourself so worked

fool around with you, |

couple hundred thousand on you. Won't it be easier if

| bet you're already all rusty down there. You'd just wanted me to settle down with you after you'd

spat at Jarelle's feet before he

had. He pointed at Roger and muttered shakily, "This s...son

tears