The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 24

Anthony was about to drop his jaw.

What on earth was making Mr. Harrison willingly be at his wife's beck and call like a lowly peddler?

Was it because his wife was at the bottom of the social ladder?

So Mr. Harrison had to lower himself to match his wife and get closer to her?

Apart from that, Anthony couldn't find any other reasonable explanation.

If Harrison had to put some elbow grease in to help Roxanne unload goods, he was willing to do so.

Men should be strong for their women, so it was only natural for them to do heavy work.

However, once the goods were unloaded and the stall was set up, it came time for haggling and selling, which Harrison was not willing to do.

The stall attracted many people; some came to look at the goods, and some came to ask a lot of questions, but after asking, some of them didn’t even buy anything. Some even haggled, which was very annoying.

Harrison found that unacceptable.

He chose to stay in the farthest part of the stall, not wanting to interact with these common folks.

But Roxanne was different.

She seemed to be a born businesswoman, able to attract customers and make a deal in a few sentences.

"Bank account credited with 9 USD."

"Bank account credited with 13 USD."

The incoming messages made Roxanne extremely happy.

She loved the feeling of making money.

Even if it wasn't much, money could accumulate over time.

This was her extra income apart from her job; every penny counted.

When there were no customers at the stall, Roxanne looked at Harrison, who was standing at the farthest corner with a displeased expression.

Today Harrison was wearing his new suit, which looked quite out of place in this environment.

Roxanne had a feeling that his suit must be expensive.

She casually chatted with him.

"Harrison, how much did you pay for your suit?"

How much?

He was afraid that saying the price would scare Roxanne.

So Harrison lied again, "100 USD."

Roxanne thought for a while, "Seems a bit pricey."

Harrison didn't say anything.

Roxanne continued, "Harrison, are you too shy to sell stuff? When there are people, you need to help out; don't just stand there like a log. This isn't a fashion runway."

Having said that, Roxanne found that Harrison, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, really looked like an international male model.

No, even those famous international supermodels didn't have his charisma.

Harrison said solemnly, "I don't know how to sell stuff."

Roxanne retorted, "Then how did you do business before, and how did you earn enough money to buy two houses?"

Although his business failed and went bankrupt, he had made money before.

He should be a smooth talker.

It was just a stall; it shouldn't be this awkward for him, right?

But Roxanne didn't force it.

Everyone had their own personality; if Harrison didn't like dealing with these haggling people, that was just his choice.

She pulled Harrison to the front of the stall, "You don't have to talk to customers if you don't want to. Just stand here; sit down if you are tired."

After saying that, she brought him a chair.

"Why do I need to stand here?" Harrison asked.

Roxanne answered, "You'll see."

The place she chose to set up the stall was near a dozen universities.