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Olivia probably felt it was not appropriate to discuss this matter with her and changed the subject, [Just have fun on your trip and remember to bring back gifts for me! Donât come back if you donât bring any gifts!] After that, she sent a series of intimidating emojis.
Enna chuckled and quickly replied to her on the phone, [Okay.]
The phone screen went quiet.
She put down her phone and gazed at the azure sea outside the window. Birds soared freely in the sky, and the waves lapped against the rocks, creating a pleasant soundâ¦
Ennaâs mood gradually relaxed.
Whatever, it doesnât matter if William comes back. It has nothing to do with her anyway.
Since the day five years ago when he had rejected her, they had become strangers without any connection.
Enna forcefully suppressed the last bit of sadness in her heart and placed a pillow beside her head.
She hadnât rested for a whole day and had taken a 5-hour flight, leaving her extremely fatigued. After the initial excitement of seeing the sea faded away, sleepiness gradually crept in. Ennaâs eyelids battled with each other. Before long, she fell into a deep sleep.
After a restful sleep!
By the time she woke up, it was already the afternoon. The warm sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, making her feel extremely comfortable.
Enna yawned, rubbed her eyes, and sat up.
The Presidential Suite remained the same as it was before she went to sleep, apparently Baron Lawrenceâs meeting had not yet finished. Remembering that she can go out later, her mood instantly lifted.
Enna went to the cloakroom, changed into a simple dress, tied her long hair into a ponytail, and left the room full of youthful charm.
âGood morning, Ms. Clark.â
Since she had called Scott in advance, he was already waiting in the hotel lobby when she came down.
Enna greeted him with a smile, âGood morning.â n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She walked up to Scott and asked excitedly, âMr. Harris, where are we going later?â
âWhere would you like to go, Miss Clark?â Scott asked her.
âMe?â Enna was taken aback, but she was not the kind of person to be pretentious. She answered candidly, âI donât know. Honestly, this is my first time in country W, and Iâm not familiar with the language or the best places to visit. â
Scott looked at her in surprise.
In the many years following Baron, he had seen all types of socialites and beautiful women. However, it was the first time he encountered someone as frank as Enna.
After some thought, he suggested, âHow about I accompany you to the Night Market? There is one not far from the beach, which offers a variety of local specialties. You can have a look around.â
âSure.â Enna replied excitedly.
It just happened that she had promised to bring gifts back for Olivia.
Just as Scott said, the Night Market was not far from their hotel.
The Night Market was located near the coastline Enna had seen when she first arrived at the hotel. Although it spanned only one street, the abundance of visitors made it extremely lively.
Enna was immediately attracted to the dazzling array of trinkets and souvenirs.
Seeing that she was engrossed in her selection and had sunlight tinging her cheeks, Scott thought for a moment and said, âMiss Clark, you continue to browse here and donât wander off. Iâll go buy some coconut milk for you.â
âOkay.â
Scott left to get the coconut milk.
Ennaâs attention was still focused on the exotic trinkets at the stall when she suddenly spotted a simple and unadorned silver ring amidst an array of colorful jewelry. Her eyes lit up, and she picked up the ring to ask the stall owner, âBoss, how much is this?â
The ring had a simple and elegant design, perfect for a man to wear.
The stall owner was clearly a native of country W, and spoke a long string of words in his language. Enna couldnât understand a single word. She tried to communicate using the few words in their language that she knew.
Suddenly, a bratty voice interrupted the conversation, âWow, thatâs such a beautiful ring. Husband, I want the one sheâs holding! Can you buy it for me?â
Upon hearing a familiar language, Enna turned her head to look.
Not far away stood a man and a woman.
The man was probably in his early forties, fat and slightly balding, creating a uniquely unattractive look. The woman clinging to his arm appeared to be in her early twenties, with a melon-seed-shaped face, large eyes, and waist-length black hair, looking pure and charming.
The pair stood out as visual extremes.
Enna couldnât help but take a second look. That wouldnât have been a big deal; anyone would do the same upon seeing such a peculiar couple. But for some reason, her gaze seemed to anger the young woman. The ladyâs eyebrows rose as she glared at Enna and rudely yelled, âWhat are you looking at? Havenât you ever seen a beautiful woman before? You bumpkin!â
Enna was never the type to respond to a slap with a smile. She smiled faintly and retorted, âIndeed, Iâve never seen a foul-mouthed beautiful woman before.â
She emphasized âfoul-mouthedâ very clearly.
The young womanâs face turned an ugly shade, and her hostile gaze intensified. She clung to the manâs arm and pleaded, âHusband, I want the ring sheâs holding!â
Enna pretended she hadnât heard that and continued negotiating with the stall owner.
Seeing this, the young woman angrily clenched her teeth, grabbed the manâs hand tightly, and said with a heavier tone, âHusband!â
The impatient man walked up to the stall owner, pointed at the ring in Ennaâs hand, and mumbled something in the local language.
The stall owner then held up two fingers, and the man took out 30 dollars from his wallet and handed it over.
He then turned his head to Enna and said, âMiss, Iâve bought this ring. Please give it to me.â
Enna took a step back with the ring in her hand and refused, âIâm sorry, but I saw it first. I canât give it to you.â
The young woman, not taking no for an answer, shrieked, âWeâve already paid for it, how can you still hold on to our item?! Have you no shame?â Her voice was loud and shrill, immediately drawing a crowd of onlookers.
âWhatâs going on? Are they arguing?â
âIt seems like theyâre fighting over an item. That lady saw the ring first, but she canât speak the local language and couldnât agree on the price with the stall owner. The rude woman now wants that lady to hand over the ring, since she and her husband have paid for it.â
âWho robs someone like this?â Some people couldnât bear to watch.
Others didnât see a problem, âThey paid first, so it belongs to whoever pays first.
Some people saw through the situation, âI think that woman isnât really interested in the ring, she just likes to take other peopleâs things. Look, the silver ring is for men, and her husbandâs fingers are already full of rings. Why would he need that one?â
The surrounding crowd pointed and whispered.
The man couldnât take the pressure and his expression changed. He looked at Enna with unease and stepped forward, âMiss, what do you want in return for giving us the ring?â
He saw that Enna was alone, young, and dressed inconspicuously, and dismissed her with a flash of contempt in his eyes. He pulled out his wallet, took out two 15-dollar bills, and threw them down in front of Enna, âIs this enough?â
He was clearly insulting her!
Ennaâs face went pale.. She was about to throw the money back in his face when she heard a familiar voice in the crowd, âSeriously? Youâre bragging over a measly 30 dollars?â