Chapter 349 Spectator

"Deal!" Aiden readily agreed, then watched Daniel with a smiling gaze, curious about what he would

choose.

She expected Daniel to carefully select from the pile, but to her surprise, he didn't take that route.

Instead, Daniel randomly picked out ten different herbs from the discarded pile and then turned to

Aiden with a grin.

"Aiden, are these ten alright? Need to check them again? If these turn out to be valuable herbs, I'm

sure you’ll be the one crying!"

"What are you talking about! I won’t be the one crying for sure!" Aiden rolled her eyes and said

confidently, "These ten herbs you picked are worthless! I should be thanking you for giving me an

easy thousand dollars."

After showing off, Aiden felt it wasn’t enough, so she turned to Brittany. "Nice move, lending a

thousand to him and asking back ten times more. You’re making more than me, a clean nine

thousand profit."

Brittany was livid. Indeed, she could make an easy nine-thousand-dollar profit, but that meant Aiden

gained a thousand! Why should Daniel's money go to anyone but her?

Brittany, still fuming, glared at Daniel. "What’s the secret with these ten herbs you picked? How

much are they really worth?"

"The cheapest one here is worth a hundred thousand. The most expensive could be worth a billion!

How about this, I’ll sell them to you for a hundred thousand in total."

His words made Brittany feel like her chest was about to explode with fury, her heart ached from the

exasperation.

Brittany, savvy as she was, quickly figured out the country boy's scheme.

"You lowlife country boy! You think you can play me like that? After casually handing over a grand to

that woman, you turn around trying to scam a hundred thousand from me? You plan to take my

money and give it to her?"

"I’m not giving her anything! I'm offering this opportunity to make money to you! If you don’t want it, I

can give it to Aiden instead," Daniel said slyly.

"Fine! Take it to your Aiden and see if she accepts it," Brittany said defiantly, arms crossed, ready to

watch the scene unfold.

Daniel, with his shamelessly charming manner, turned to Aiden to pitch his herbs.

"Aiden, the value of these ten herbs is at least 1.5 billion. But since you're pretty and we're so fated,

I'll give you a discount—just one million for the lot!"

Brittany couldn't help but burst into laughter. The same pile of herbs he offered to her for a hundred

thousand, he was now pitching to Aiden for a million—a tenfold increase in price.

Apparently, the country boy wasn't completely heartless. At least, in this round, Brittany felt

victorious.

Upon hearing his offer, Aiden was infuriated, her chest tightening with anger.

"Scoundrel! You're telling Brittany a hundred thousand, and you're charging me a million? What’s

the meaning of this?" Aiden demanded angrily.

"Because Aiden, you're richer than Brittany! Brittany is just a secretary; her annual salary and bonus

barely reach a hundred thousand dollars. But you're different, Aiden; you're in big business. You

have money!"