chapter144

Lydia's fate didn't matter to them. She could be gone tomorrow or in someone else's bed tonight. Either way, they wouldn't care.

Sandy's reminder pulled Milana back to the reason they'd come. She glared at

Lydia, blaming her for everything. Just seeing her was enough to make Milana's skin crawl.

"Mom, we'll leave these special antlers with you. Hope your leg heals up soon," Milana said, her voice dripping with fake sweetness.

The old woman shook her head right away. "This is too expensive. I can't accept it. You take it back."

Sandy, clutching the gift box, went stiff.

Milana's smile vanished. "Mom, we spent ten million on this just for you! We're both in perfect health. We don't need it."

"Ten million?" Lydia walked up to Sandy and plucked one of the antlers from the box, turning it over with a smirk.

Sandy's heart was pounding. No way Lydia could tell, right? As long as she said it was ten million, Lydia couldn't prove otherwise.

Lydia! Put that down right now! If you break it or mess up the medicine, you can't afford to pay us back! Milana snapped.

Lydia just looked at the antler, amused. "This is worth maybe a thousand. Both together, two thousand tops."

Milana shrieked, "Lydia! Stop pretending you know anything! We bought these for ten million!"

Lydia raised her eyebrows. "Oh yeah? Which black market did you get them from?" Milana hesitated. Her eyes darted to Sandy.

Sandy's voice was barely a whisper. The Capital... Black Market Number Seven.

Lydia smiled. Really? Everything from Black Market Seven has a special mark on the packaging. Where's yours?"

Sandy clutched the box even tighter. Lydia caught the movement and tilted her head. "You don't have it, do you?"

"The original box got damaged. Sot

got a new one." Sandy stammered, looking ever more nervous. She e

ced the box so no one could

the brand.

Lydia kept going. Fine. Then you must have a receipt or a credit card record, right?"

Sandy looked like she might break down, turning helplessly to Milana.

Milana's face turned red with anger. "Lydia! The receipt is on my phone, but I rushed out and forgot it! And anyway, you're not part of the Smith family anymore! You don't get to butt in."

Lydia shrugged. "Still, these antlers are only worth two thousand. If you really spent

ten million, you got scammed. I'm actually trying to help."

Sandy felt like Lydia was grinding her face into the floor. She glared at Lydia, voice

shaking. What makes you think these are only worth two thousand?"

She'd paid five thousand herself, so Lydia clearly didn't know a thing.

Milana rolled her eyes. "She's just making stuff up. She doesn't know the first thing about medicine if these antlers are only worth two thousand, I'll eat my own head!"

Lydia's eyes lit up. "You mean that?"

"I mean it!" Milana stood tall.

Lydia grinned. "Alright. For Grandma's sake, you don't have to eat your head. If I'm

right, you and Sandy can each slap yourselves twenty times."