Chapter 348 You Dare Object?

Upon hearing Aiden’s proposal, Brittany's anger flared up instantly. How dare this woman openly try

to steal her man?

"A hundred bucks for a treatment? Country boy might be a jerk, but he’s not that cheap!"

Brittany pulled out a wad of hundred-dollar bills from her wallet—totaling up to a thousand dollars.

"Is it just the money you want? I’ll lend it to you! A thousand now, but you’ll pay me back ten

thousand later!"

Brittany wasn't about to let Aiden get the better of Daniel, but she wasn’t one to take a loss, either.

The money she lent Daniel had to earn interest—tenfold, to be precise.

"Holy cow! Are you running a loan shark operation?" Daniel exclaimed.

"Country boy, what did you say? You got a problem?"

"Heh heh..."

Daniel answered with a mischievous grin, locking eyes with Brittany.

"You know, Brittany, you’re actually quite beautiful. It’s just that temper of yours—it’s a tad too fiery.

If you could just tone it down, you’d be quite the delicate beauty."

"Shut your trap! You think some country yokel like you can change me? In your dreams!"

Brittany hurled abuses at Daniel. No way would she ever be tender to him. Never in a million years!

Wait, why did she think 'never in a lifetime'? As if she'd spend a lifetime with this country bumpkin!

She shook her head, dispelling the thought, but the more she looked at Daniel, the more her anger

bubbled. Why on earth was she obsessing over him? She should be shoving him aside, not

dwelling on him!

The more she pondered, the angrier Brittany got; in a fit of irritation, she gave Daniel a light kick

with her high heel—to quell her inner tumult.

"Why'd you kick me?" Daniel asked, baffled.

"It's because you look like you're asking for it! I want to kick you every time I see you! When I kick

you, consider yourself lucky!"

With hands on her hips and a menacing glare, Brittany challenged, "What are you going to do about

it, huh? You dare object?"

"Why wouldn't I object? I'm just not bothering to argue with a little girl like you!"

Daniel was finished dealing with Brittany. Instead, he pointed at the pile of discarded herbs and

questioned Aiden.

"Aiden, you sure about this? A hundred bucks each for these abandoned herbs? I pick any I want?

If I find something valuable and you end up losing big, don’t come crying to me!"

"Rest assured, Daniel, I’m a woman who can handle her bets; I won’t be crying. Besides, I’ve

inspected all these discarded herbs myself, and none of them are worth anything. So, feel free to

pick—you’ll be at a loss no matter what."

Her family had been in the herb business for generations, and Aiden was intimately acquainted with

all sorts of herbs—there was no way she could be wrong. She had meticulously inspected every

single herb in that pile before discarding it. Aiden was ever so careful with herbs, ensuring that

anything still useful was set aside and never thrown away recklessly.

With a slap, Daniel laid ten hundred-dollar bills in Aiden's hand.

"I'll start with ten herbs, then!"