Chapter 303 Wastefulness

"How about we call it 'The Concubine'? What do you think, dear?"

"Am I 'The Concubine'? Then who is the emperor?"

"That would be me, of course!"

"Idiot, you want to be the emperor? Do you also want to marry a bunch of concubines?"

"Absolutely!"

"I should kick you to death!" Jessica retorted sharply and aimed another playful kick at Daniel.

Her kick wasn't strong but Daniel still stumbled back, landing with a flop onto the cushy couch.

Giggling uncontrollably, Jessica found teasing this idiot way too fun.

"Do you want to become a widow or something? You almost kicked me to death and now you're

laughing so uncontrollably?"

"Who are you calling uncontrollable? A widow? Are you even worth it? If you died, I’d remarry in a

heartbeat. I certainly won’t waste a single day!"

"If you dare marry someone else, I’ll haunt you as a ghost every night by your bed. Anyone who

dares marry you, I’ll scare to death!"

"If you dare haunt my bed, I'll beat you with a crucifix!"

"You’d hit a ghost? Aren’t you afraid of me?"

"I'm not afraid of you turning into a ghost, or a demon for that matter!"

Jessica wasn’t joking at all; she truly wasn’t afraid of Daniel. She believed that even if this idiot

turned into a demon, he could never harm her—she trusted him. It was her faith in this idiot.

"Get lost!" Jessica snapped at Daniel, then asked, "By the way, you mentioned needing a lighter.

What do you want it for?"

"Why don’t you go downstairs and buy me a lighter? Then I'll tell you."

"Heh!" Jessica scoffed with sarcasm, "Sure I will. Do it yourself!"

"I’m way too lazy for that! Running errands is something Brittany should do. But since Brittany isn’t

here today, I’ll have to ask someone else to buy it for me!"

Saying so, Daniel started tapping away on his phone. Jessica watched him, amused by his antics.

"To buy a one-dollar lighter, you spend twenty bucks to have someone rush it to you? You’re really

something!"

"It’s not just that—I have money! After all, my honey has so much money. No matter how much I

spend, I can never spend it all!"

"You… you idiot!" Brittany burst into laughter, giving Daniel a light slap on the face.

Since Daniel opted for rush service for twenty bucks, it didn’t take long for someone to deliver the

one-dollar lighter. Impressed by the delivery person’s speed, Daniel left a positive review and tipped

him two hundred dollars—because he could afford it.

"Got the lighter, now what are you up to?"

Daniel lit two of 'The Concubine' masks on fire. The flames burning from the masks were red and

blue respectively.

"Do you see the problem?"

"The flames are different colors."

"Yeah! Both of these are from 'The Concubine', from the same batch produced on the same date,

but the flames they produce are different colors. Why is that, do you think?"

"How should I know? Stop talking in riddles and tell me why! If you don't, I'm going to punch you!"

Jessica raised her fist threateningly, assuming a fierce stance to pressure Daniel into explaining.