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?"

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

one who'd wanted to bathe in your own vanity? Well, let me tell you one thing! | did all of this just for you to satisfy

for one month and we haven't even

to

believe the goody-two-shoes you were was just an act you'd put on

by that comment. He sneered, "You seek fame and

really think | am going to marry

utterly flabbergasted. Jarelle Zinke was trembling, with tears

never want

Why get yourself so worked up? Do you

to fool around with you, | would've never spent so

that | have wasted a couple hundred thousand on you. Won't it be easier if | just

have already slept with so many men before? | bet you're already all rusty down there. You'd just wanted me to settle down with you after you'd taken your

Roger was done speaking. He spat at Jarelle's feet before

he just had. He pointed at Roger

could not hold her tears in her