“Alex, you lucky bastard! You took a gamble on half a million bucks, and it’s paying out like a goddamn gold mine. I can’t believe these are actual Verdantheart seeds!”
Even Kelly, who’d seen her fair share of wild riches, couldn’t hide her awe.
“I’ve never even laid eyes on something rumored to be worth hundreds of millions. But thanks to these fools letting it go, here we are”
She shot an incredulous glance at Clara and Florence–her tone cold enough to freeze blood.
“Seriously, though, you two deserve a medal for Most Oblivious Sellers of the Year. I almost feel bad you let it slip- away so cheap…almost.”
Her words landed like a series of sharp jabs, making Clara and Florence look even more devastated.
They had basically thrown away a treasure that could’ve netted them a fortune beyond their wildest dreams.
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From the sidelines, the crowd buzzed with fascination, envy, and raw disbelief.
“Did I hear that right? Seeds of the Verdantheart Root?”
“I’d kill for even a single bean of that stuff!”
“Man, if I knew that garbage husk had these inside, I wouldn’t have sold it in a million years,” the shop owner groaned, cursing his own blind luck.
Jack, practically trembling with rage, spat through clenched teeth, “Those seeds should’ve been ours!”
But Florence, eyes wild, suddenly lunged forward.
“This is mine! I want it back!” She reached for the precious seeds, only to be blocked by Kelly’s iron grip.
“What in the hell are you doing?” Kelly hissed, fixing Florence with a scathing glare.
“It’s my root,” Florence snapped, desperation dripping from every word. “I’m returning your half million–take it! Just give me back that treasure.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding,” Kelly said, eyebrows shooting up. “The deal’s done, lady. Grow up.”
As if on cue, Clara stormed in behind her sister. “Quit playing. Hand it over. Right. Now.”
The crowd watched, stunned at the brazen demand.
“Wow,” someone whispered. “The nerve on these two.”
Kelly folded her arms, refusing to budge. “You sold it of your own free will. You can’t just holler ‘time–out‘ because you realized you screwed up.”
Florence’s face flushed red as she lost the last shred of composure.
“I’m telling you to give it back! You scammed us! I swear to God, I’ll come at you with everything I’ve got.”
Alex, holding the seeds protectively, met her threats with a quiet coldness. “Scammed you? That unny coming from the same people who tried to unload worthless trash on us in the first place. Now that I’ve found a hidden
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treasure, you want to renege?”
He shook his head. “Not a chance.”
“You knew all along there were seeds in there!” Clara screamed, voice quivering with fury.
“You set us up–played innocent so you could rob us blind
A short laugh escaped Alex. “Your logic is impressive. Let me spell it out: I took a shot in the dark for half a million, fully prepared to lose every cent. You were the ones determined to offload this ‘rotting waste.‘ So don’t stand there blaming me for your own ignorance.”
Murmurs from the crowd turned hostile toward Clara and Florence.
“Yeah, they’re being ridiculous.”
“Trying to backtrack after the money changed hands…shameless.”
Someone else snorted, “If they follow that logic, doesn’t the root technically belong to the shop owner? He had it first, right?”
Florence’s face twisted in rage. “Shut up, all of you!” she shrieked, hands clenched so tight her knuckles turned white.
“Ladies, please, don’t hold back! We’re recording–give us more of that ungrateful drama. The audience eats this stuff up!”
“Oh, this is gold! Upload it, and watch it go viral in no time!?”
“You–your whole pack is ganging up on us, aren’t you? You filthy bunch of lowlifes!” Florence snarled, practically foaming at the mouth as she raised a fist.
“I’ll knock the lot of you flat if you don’t back off!”
Kelly merely scoffed, crossing her arms. “Go ahead and try. But given how your precious ‘Lancaster‘ name is going down the drain right now, maybe the word ‘scammer would suit you better. And don’t be shocked if Kingston decides you’re not worth partnering with anymore.”
Sophia, who had been observing finally spoke. “Enough already, Mother. You lost. Take the blow with some dignity–or any dignity at all, if there’s any left. This meltdown is humiliating for everyone.”
Stung by Sophia’s rebuke, Florence’s rage momentarily flickered into shock. “Sophia, you-!”
“Don’t look at me like that,” Sophia snarled, eyes flashing. If you keep causing a scene, the Kingston group might cut ties with Lancaster altogether. Do you realize how bad that’d be for our family?”
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