Chapter 143 Flea Market

Priscilla broke into small jogs as she approached Anthony.

“Mr. Crawford, wait!”

Anthony frowned when he saw Priscilla. As she gasped for air, Bettany let out a small curse. She couldn’t help but think about Lilly’s prediction earlier.

“Let’s go,” Bettany said impatiently.

Lilly looked at the harem spirit on top of Priscilla. “Wait, Grandma.”

Priscilla expected Anthony to ignore her. But instead, he waited for her. What was this if not a love story in the making?

Priscilla tucked a lock of hair behind her ears. “What a coincidence, Mr. Crawford. Where are you going?”

Before Bettany could diss Priscilla, Lilly answered gleefully, “We’re visiting the flea market, Miss Peach.”

“As in Hillside Flea Market?”

“Yup!” Lilly nodded.

Anthony looked at Lilly. Did Lilly just ask them to wait here so that she could tell Priscilla where they were going?

Priscilla couldn’t be any happier. It was that easy to fish out information from a child. She donned an inquisitive look. “What’s the occasion?”

your

sorry, madam. I know I made a mistake. But please, give me another

dally.” Bettany did not want

they could depart. Priscilla would definitely follow them. On the other hand, Sam just noticed that Priscilla went missing. He came to

go away. She blocked the Crawfords’ way. “Please, Mr. Crawford. Give

moved by the brave front she put up. Surely a

your help. What makes you think you’re good enough to take care of us? Two, you were fired by your school because of your mistake. This has nothing to do with Lilly. Now, leave us

with a pallid expression. Why was her

the crowd, Sam found Bettany rude and mean. Priscilla had apologized so many times. They could just walk

Sam swooped to

Lilly and Bettany get

to let go, Priscilla even chased after the automobile. “Mr. Crawford! Mr. Crawford! Sam, don’t you have a car here? Come. Let’s chase

they are not

give up. I need their forgiveness. Please help me, Sam,” Priscilla

to assist Priscilla. Little did he

in

many things. “This gem can fend

lecture. From Bettany’s perspective, her curious granddaughter was busy inquiring about every new thing she found at the flea market. But before Bettany could google the answer, Lilly moved on to

stall. The owner greeted

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