The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Fortune 12

Chapter 12

"Do you the those coins? Jordan frowned slightly.

"You can't really call those antiques, right? If you are a fan of these things, thave quite a few antique items and paintings at home that I can give to you." Madison fixed her game on the case of antique coins. She asked the stall owner, who had a navy-colored cap on, "How much are you selling them for?" The owner rested in a rocking chair and fanned himselt with a hand fan. He gave of the impression of someone with no materialistic destres, yet his response was the exact opposite

Five million dollars"

Jordan snapped even before Madison could say anything, "That's daylight robbery! How is it at worth five million dollars? We're not buying it!"

Madison said as soon as he finished "Pay him

Jordan was rendered speechless by her reply.

"Ms. Madison, that. He pointed at the case of antique coins. "That box of coins is worth five million dollars?"

On the other hand, the owner stood up and lowered his hand the "have some top-grade bronze cons in stock. Would you like to see them, misg?"

Madison closed the lid of the case and picked it up from the floor "Yes."

Then, she followed the owner to the store behind them

two walk away, hecould tell

colns

shopping for branded bags or cosmetics. It was jordam's first time seeing a lady who preferred buying

noticed how they were selling unique products in there, such as grave goods, talisman papers, and cinnbar. A red flag with

underneath a closet. He opened the case, revealing the hundreds

of coins is the same as

picked up a coin and examined it bristly "Alright. I'll take

her gaze to

a card from his pocket He held the card out. "I'm paying

took

at Madison. "Come to my shopagan if you need anything else, miss. I guarantee my products are all authentic, and they are

very penny you spend."

held out

Madison accepted it. "Alright."

shot him glare. Then,

still early during the day, the two of them continued browsing through the streets. As they passed by a stall

your forehead. You might be met with some kind of

tracks. He furrowed his brows and looked

beard. He