My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 2102

"Pretty auntie, I'm not afraid," the little girl. She did not even blink when she looked at Freya.

"Ahem..." Freya was instantly overwhelmed, but she continued her tough facade. "I don't buy that. Don't ever think you can persuade me into spending money with a few sweet words. I'm a businesswoman. I don't make unprofitable trades, understand?"

"I understand." The girl nodded solemnly before continuing, "So, you'll only have to pay ten dollars for the one in your hands. I won't earn any profit."

Freya laughed at that. "Why would you want me to pay if you're not profiting from me? Shouldn't you give it to me for free? You little Einstein, the cost of this flower is only half of the price, isn't it? Are you trying to scam me?"

The girl shook her head like a rattle. "No, I selected the best and freshest flowers, so the flowers cost eleven dollars per stick. Auntie, I'm sure you don't have change on you, so I'll give you a discount."All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

Freya seemed to have taken her words seriously. She turned around to face the little girl and explained in a solemn manner, "Let me explain what it means to give someone a gift. It means that you give it to someone for free. Also, you can't charge the person anything. So, little girl, it means that I won't have to pay for the flower because you gave it to me on your own initiative, do you understand?"

Perhaps the kid didn't understand all these phrases, but she understood that she wouldn't earn enough to cover the cost of the flower. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, and the flower basket in her hand fell to the ground.

"Alright, don't be scared. She was just joking with you. We will pay you for the flower." I hurriedly comforted the child and urged Freya to apologize, saying, "What's with you today? You aren't even willing to let a child go. Hurry up. She's going to cry..."

Freya was displeased. "You're too naive. Today's society is filled with scammers like her who take advantage of your sympathy. They may even earn double the profits, making more than construction workers. I'm not the only one who's heartless. Everyone's as cold as I am. Look for yourself. Does anyone care about what's happening here?"

Her words seemed to have struck a chord with the little girl as more tears welled up in her eyes, threatening to fall at any moment.

I could, however, not refute Freya's words. People had already started being selfish and only cared about

themselves a few years bout

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alone in the present year.

"She's not lying." Anne interrupted my complicated thoughts. When I turned around, I saw her bending over to pick something up from the little girl's flower basket.

After a while, she handed me a note. "Her receipt. It can't be wrong."

As I lowered my gaze to look at it, I saw that it matched what was told by the girl. It was eleven dollars for a stick, and there were thirty of them in total.

At that moment, Freya was rendered

speechless and her attitude

softened. "I was kidding. I was

planning to buy everything. I'm teaching her how to make a living.

She needs to be able to let go of something to gain something

greater in return. It's a pity she's not smart enough. She's not Business

material."

As she spoke, she took her bag out. It looked like she was going to buy the little girl's flowers.

The little girl, however, burst into tears that streamed like river water down her cheek, dropping onto the back of my hand.

"I'm buying your flowers now. Don't cry!"

"I don't want you to buy all my flowers. I will only sell one to each one of you. My mom is sick and has been hospitalized for a long time. My dad told me that every time sell a flower, one more person will pray for Mom, so Mom's illness will be cured. I don't want money just want Mom to recover as soon as possible..."

They say that women were soft as if they were created from water. It proved to be accurate that instant. As she spoke, her tears had already wetted the dry tissue.