"Sneeze!" On the trading street of Slab, Milcah suddenly sneezed, wondering who was mentioning her. At that moment, a middle-aged, obese man was walking with her. He wore a flashy shirt inside his vest, holding a cigar, with yellow teeth. "Let's go into this shop." This man was Jethro Miller, and he was looking at a jewelry store called Lady-Q. "Jethro, is this shop too expensive?" An old lady walking behind Jethro knew the shop's price and began to ramble: "Jethro, whether you buy a bracelet or a ring, it's just a formality! It doesn't matter where you buy it!" Milcah didn't say anything. To her, buying anything wasn't important. "If it's expensive, it's okay. Our family isn't short of money! Let's go, mom! I've seen you wear that bracelet for so many years. Later, I'll buy you a pair of jade bracelets!" The old lady talking to Jethro was named Xenia. She laughed uncontrollably and didn't criticize the price anymore: "Okay, follow your mean, our family isn't short of money!"
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