Chapter 65 Cheap Trick
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Rosalie greeted them with a warm smile. “You bought so much. It’s only right that we help carry
it home.”
Elijah stood quietly beside her and said in a low voice, “Matriarch, you shouldn’t be alone.”
“It’s fine,” Rosalie replied calmly. “Go and come back quickly. Declan will be back soon.”
Elijah pressed his lips together.
“It doesn’t take long. Nothing will happen.” As she spoke, Rosalie patted his arm.
Elijah finally listened. He turned around, lifted the sacks of rice onto his back, and left with the beastman.
After Elijah left, Rosalie stayed at the shop. She held a handful of rice and let it slip through her fingers, grain by grain.
She looked calm on the outside, but her heart ached. Micah was the first husband she had truly shared feelings with. He held a special place in her heart.
She couldn’t understand why he had changed so suddenly.
Questions weighed on her chest. She wanted answers, but Micah kept avoiding her, leaving her with no chance to ask.
She was lost in thought when a group of beastmen stormed in. Their voices rang out before they even reached the door.
“Who’s the shop owner here? Get out now!”
Rosalie froze for a moment and looked up. The beastman in front was tall and broad. The moment his eyes landed on her, he charged straight toward her.
He slammed a basket of rice onto the ground and accused, “You scammer! You run a crooked shop. The rice you sold me isn’t even edible!”
Rosalie raised an eyebrow. So they were here to cause trouble.
She stayed calm and smiled lightly. “You need proof. You can’t just say whatever you want.”
When she asked for evidence, the beastman didn’t panic at all. He was clearly prepared.
With one hand, he lifted the basket and dumped it out. Rice spilled across the floor. The top layer looked normal, but underneath were grains that were dark and purple-black. They
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scattered everywhere, looking unsettling.
Someone gasped. “What is that?”
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Seeing everyone shocked, the beastman sneered. “This is the rice I bought here. Only the top layer is good. The rest is all rotten!”
Rosalie frowned. That was impossible. She prepared the rice herself every day. There was no way the quality was bad.
And spoiled rice would never look like this.
There was only one explanation. These people were here setting her up.
Rosalie crouched down and picked up a few dark grains. She brought them close to her nose. “System, analyze this rice.”
When the result came back, Rosalie let out a cold laugh inside. Such cheap tricks.
She called over a shop helper and whispered a few words to him.
He hurriedly rushed toward the back courtyard.
Rosalie crossed her arms and stood tall. She met the beastman’s stare without fear. She raised her voice. “Are you sure you bought this rice from my shop?”
“There’s only one place in the city that sells rice,” the beastman snapped. “If not here, then where?”
He sounded confident, and the crowd began to murmur.
“What do we do? I just bought five baskets. What if mine is bad too?”
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