บท 61: THIS ROUTINE NEVER GETS OLD!

Angela's head was full of various conflicting thoughts. Nevertheless, a part of her frustrated mind wanted to find out if the so-called shopping was as amusing and exaggerated as talked about by many mundane girl servants serving in her sect.

She started a shopping spree from the first shop itself.

Within minutes, her petite hands were filled with eyeliners, makeup kits, hairbands and other fancy girly stuff the shop sold.

The village head, along with his twelve hooligan followers, were waiting outside the shop waiting for the right opportunity.

Looking at Angela coming out of the shop with a big shopping bag in her left hand and her small purse in the other, the crafty village head winked at his followers; he knew the time was almost ripe.

Unaware of the upcoming crisis, Angela was chirping merrily.

Like a curious butterfly in full spring, her footsteps were full of movement.