"Just 100 acres? Come on, J, don't embarrass me in front of my nephew," Mandy pleaded, her tone dripping with entitlement, as if 100 acres was a mere trifle. In reality, even in her small town, 100 acres of farmland could easily cost over $10 million, depending on its fertility, available water sources, and location. Not to mention, if the owner wasn't interested in selling, the price could get steeper. Fortunately, Janice didn't care about that. To her, this was a gesture of courtesy and pride a royal must show.
"Mandy, are you trying to rip me off for your nephew? I'm deeply hurt," Janice teased, feigning sorrow, though a playful glint sparkled in her eye.
Mandy's playful facade quickly dropped. "Fine, I'll just come out and say it. I want the 135 acres that falls between my land and my brother-in-law's. That way, our family will own the entire 320-acre stretch in this part of town," she declared, her eyes gleaming with avarice, fixed on the prize.