Chapter 143 Flea Market
Anthony frowned when he saw Priscilla. As she gasped for air, Bettany let out a small curse. She couldn’t help but think about Lilly’s prediction earlier.
“Let’s go,” Bettany said impatiently.
Lilly looked at the harem spirit on top of Priscilla. “Wait, Grandma.”
Priscilla expected Anthony to ignore her. But instead, he waited for her. What was this if not a love story in the making?
Priscilla tucked a lock of hair behind her ears. “What a coincidence, Mr. Crawford. Where are you going?”
Before Bettany could diss Priscilla, Lilly answered gleefully, “We’re visiting the flea market, Miss Peach.”
“As in Hillside Flea Market?”
“Yup!” Lilly nodded.
Anthony looked at Lilly. Did Lilly just ask them to wait here so that she could tell Priscilla where they were going?
Priscilla couldn’t be any happier. It was that easy to fish out information from a child. She donned an inquisitive look. “What’s the occasion?”
“It’s none of your business,” answered Bettany coldly.
Priscilla then spoke in a half-crying voice. “I already said I’m sorry, madam. I know I made a mistake. But please, give me another chance to…”
“Let’s not dally.” Bettany did not want to entertain Priscilla.
Lilly did perform divination just now. The flea market was the best spot to capture the harem spirit. That was why she stopped everyone. And now, they could depart. Priscilla would definitely follow them. On the other hand, Sam just noticed that Priscilla went missing. He came to the parking lot to search for her.
Priscilla was not going to let Anthony go away. She blocked the Crawfords’ way. “Please, Mr. Crawford. Give me another chance. I’ll make sure I take good care of Lilly and Old Mrs. Crawford here.”
Even Priscilla herself was deeply moved by the brave front she put up. Surely a man of steel like Anthony would be swayed.
Anthony only found Priscilla irritating. But before he could say anything, Bettany barked, “One, neither Lilly nor I need your help. What makes you think you’re good enough to take care of us? Two, you were fired by your school because of your mistake. This has nothing to do with Lilly. Now, leave us alone.”
Priscilla clutched at the collar of her shirt with a pallid expression. Why was her future mother-in-law so mean?
Standing not too far from the crowd, Sam found Bettany rude and mean. Priscilla had apologized so many times. They could just walk away. There was no need to insult Priscilla!
“Peachy!” Sam swooped to Priscilla’s side.
Anthony already helped Lilly and Bettany get into the car. They drove away.
Unwilling to let go, Priscilla even chased after the automobile. “Mr. Crawford! Mr. Crawford! Sam, don’t you have a car here? Come. Let’s chase after them.”
“Peachy, they are not worth it.”
“No! I won’t give up. I need their forgiveness. Please help me, Sam,” Priscilla implored.
Sam had no choice but to assist Priscilla. Little did he know he was helping Priscilla to impress Anthony.
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Hillside Flea Market was the biggest flea market in the city. It was popular among the citizens.
Lilly was holding Anthony’s hand. As she looked around, Pablo taught her many things. “This gem can fend off spirits. That artifact can improve your health, but the catch is that it only works on Leos.”
Lilly just listened in on Pablo’s lecture. From Bettany’s perspective, her curious granddaughter was busy inquiring about every new thing she found at the flea market. But before Bettany could google the answer, Lilly moved on to her next discovery.
Soon enough, they arrived at a stall. The owner greeted the Crawfords. “What can I help? Eh? Aren’t you Lilly?”
Lilly looked up and smiled. “Finally, I found you.”
Pablo was assessing the stall owner. “I sensed foul energy around him. It must be him.”
In fact, the stall owner was none other than one of Priscilla’s boyfriends, Flynn. Thanks to Priscilla, Flynn was well-acquainted with the incident involving Lilly. That was why he could recognize her. But seeing that Lilly had caused his precious girlfriend so much suffering, he wasn’t too fond of the family.
“Suit yourself.” Flynn didn’t bother to greet them properly.
Meanwhile, Sam and Priscilla arrived at the flea market. And then she recalled suddenly that this was where Flynn worked.
He is not going to find me here, right?
Priscilla hesitated for a while. But the temptation of Anthony was too irresistible.
“Sam, it’s crowded here. Can we split up and search for Mr. Crawford? If I don’t do this today, I will not likely see him again.”
Sam sighed and nodded. Deep down, Priscilla was overjoyed. She finally got rid of Sam. Unbeknownst to her, Shawn was browsing the items displayed in another stall. He came here to choose a gift for his mother.
“I don’t think my mother will like that. But thank you,” said Shawn courteously.
All of Priscilla’s boyfriends were there.
