Kenny was surprised that the panacea polypore was that popr.
And since he had promised Frank that he would get it for him, it would be awkward if someone else
bought it instead.
Still, Frank went up to the worker and said, “Can we meet the owner? I’m willing to buy it at a high
price.”
“Yes… Yes!” Kenny nodded in response, whipping out a stack of dor bills and handing it to the
worker. “You can have this–take us to the owner right now.”
The worker was left staring at the fat stack of cash, his awkward expression instantly turning into a
smile. “This way please, gentlemen.”
At the back of Vintagers, Cindy was just eximing excitedly, “Mr. Wicker, do show us the panacea
polypore!”
Johnny Wicker, the pudgy owner of Vintagers, was all smiles as he drew out a wooden chest. ” Calm
down, miss–this is it, the panacea polypore. Five million dors, and I won’t take any bargaining.”
Cindy quickly turned toward Gina. “You can pay him now, Aunt Gina.”
“Huh… actually, is it really supposed to be so expensive?” Gina pursed her lips.
She knew Cindy was just buying a single herb… but she did not expect it to be that expensive!
“Of course, ma’am,” Johnny said mysteriously just then. “The polypore is a natural wonder, a herb that
absorbs Mother Nature’s essence. It’s a treasure that isn’t readily avable, and five million is a special
price I’ve set for you, Ms. Zonda. I wouldn’t actually sell this to anyone else.
Cindy nodded repeatedly. “Come on, Aunt Gina. Once I seed in securing a partnership with Ms.
Szar, I’ll pay you back.”
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Gina gritted her teeth–five million it was.
Her niece’s business would boom eventually, and if she was stingy, their rtives might start
badmouthing her.
Still, just as she took out her credit card, Frank and Kenny entered.
“Wait,” Kenny said, hurrying toward them with an apologetic smile. “Could we have that panacea
polypore instead? We will pay double.”
Gina did a double take.
Double?! That was definitely a good deal.
However, Cindy immediately disagreed. “Why should Mr. Wicker sell it to you? Firste, first served!
And we won’t sell it no matter how much you’re offering!”
Frank stepped forward just then. “Ma’am…”
Upon a closer look, he realized that it was Helen’s cousin Cindy.
They had met at his wedding before, and he also noticed Helen and Gina behind Cindy.
“Frank Lawrence?”
They were both surprised to see him too, and Gina was already snapping furiously, “What are you
doing here, lowlife?!”
Kenny gasped–who was that woman, talking to Frank like that?
He told Gina, “Please watch yournguage, ma’am.”
“Who are you?” Gina snapped coolly, holding her hands on her hips. “It’s none of your business how I
lecture my lowlife former son–inw!”
“Huh… Wait, you’re Mr. Lawrence’s mother–inw?” Kenny was on the verge of an outburst but
quickly stopped himself,
Frank frowned just then. “That’s enough, Gina. Let’s cut to the chase.”
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