Chapter 504 Consider It Charity
As his eyes were bloodshot and the veins on his face were pulsing due to his anger, Ziggy growled, “You must have colluded with them to play a trick on me! Well? Explain yourself. Why didn’t you look for the red jade?” He looked somewhat savage as he spoke.
“Can you be reasonable? You’re the one who said I could only choose from the inner hall; I didn’t even have the chance to head to the outer hall. How can you blame me now? Besides, I’m not a god. I’ve never seen a blood jade before. How would we be able to find it just because I’m here?” Tina stood up for herself.
“‘Reasonable’? Hah—”
“Why don’t you be more reasonable?”
Slap!
By the time he was done sneering and the audience could react, Tina was slapped so hard that her head had been turned to the side. There was a clear palm print on her cheek and a trail of blood running down from a corner of her mouth.
Never did anyone expect Ziggy to hit a woman. While most people were aware of the Carnegie Family’s bad reputation, they were shocked to personally witness Ziggy slapping a woman and making fun of her.
Meanwhile, as her nose started to itch, Tina cupped the cheek he had slapped and finally let out a sob. Her tears fell drop by drop and blended in with the puddles that the rock grinder left on the ground and disappeared.
Like her sob, her tears lasted only a moment. She couldn’t cry—not at an occasion like this. Crying at a place like this would only serve as entertainment to indifferent onlookers. She was the daughter of the Baker Family; she couldn’t appear weak in front of others. Yet, even as she told herself that, her tears continued to well up.
Of course, careless to propriety and feeling like he hadn’t managed to enjoy that slap to his heart’s content, Ziggy lifted his hand once more and prepared to vent all of his anger on her.
Unexpectedly, Tom rushed over at this moment and stood in front of Tina. The previously timid and weak-willed man was now aggressively waiting for Ziggy.
“Who do you think you are to be worth acting like a knight in shining armor in front of me?” Ziggy prodded Tom so hard on the chest that Tom’s body swayed.
Planting his feet firmly on the ground, Tom answered with insistence, “Don’t blame her for your inferior skills. What right do you have to hit her?”
Glancing at him and seemingly receiving some kind of confirmation, Ziggy glared at Tina. “I see you’ve been working together. No wonder you’re always out by yourself these days. From the looks of it, you’ve been acting as an informant to this son of a b*tch. For that alone, I’ll kill you!”
Elise disdainfully shook her head and walked over to stand in front of him. “If you’re that skilled, why didn’t you choose your own stones? Are all of the Carnegies a bunch of good-for-nothings who can only rely on women?”
An infuriated Ziggy shouted, “Shut your trap, or I’ll kill you!”
“Sure, but before that happens, please keep your promise. Frostine Murray—the designer from your shop. Have someone bring her here.”
Although Ziggy’s fists twitched, he didn’t dare to make any moves. After all, everyone at the venue knew the terms of their bet. However reluctant he might be, he couldn’t go back on his word in front of everyone else.
“Additionally…” Elise looked at Tina. “I want to redeem that woman. I’m paying her debts today. From today onward, the Baker Family will no longer owe the Carnegie Family.”
In Dukethorn, there were certain customs that were not in the lawbook yet. Human trade was one of them. Although the law did not officially recognize the contracts surrounding the sale of humans, the contracts still carried the force of law in their own way.
It was through one such contract that Tina entered the Carnegie Family since she had no other way to pay her parents’ debts. That was how the world worked—after the happy childhood her parents gave her, it seemed right for her to carry their debts.
“F*ck, no. She belongs to the Carnegies. Even when she dies, she’ll die in the Carnegie Family!” Ziggy snapped in an insufferably arrogant manner before eyeing Tina sinisterly. Once they arrived home, he would make her life on Earth even worse than in hell.
As if she could see her own fate, she pushed Tom aside and said in resignation, “You needn’t interfere any longer. I can figure out my own matters.”
“So, you mean to say that you wouldn’t like to work with me.” Elise suddenly chuckled.
“You might want to buy her, but you can’t force me to sell her.” Ziggy spread his hands and challenged her with a look.
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