บท 74: Charles

"Hey, don’t…" Edmund wanted to say something, but Bradley raised a hand, telling him it was unnecessary.

"The energy of young people is always so impressive." He maintained his gentle smile and wrote a new check. "I can give you twenty…"

"Sorry, but I’m not selling," Ye Qingxuan interrupted.

Bradley’s smile froze. In the silence, his spirit crumbled bit by bit until all that remained was gloom. "Young man, this isn’t the place for you to joke," he said quietly, running a thumb over the family emblem on his sleeve cuff. "Check who you are talking to. If I were you, I’d take the money before it’s too late."

He looked down at the youth and ripped off the check from the book. Holding it between two fingers, he held it out to him. "Would you like to reconsider? Even if you are brave, you should think about the others."

"Uncle, there’s also a little girl…" Edmund whispered to Bradley, his eyes evil.