How Was It My Fault?

"Deceive you?" Henry frowned, looking rather confused.

"When did I deceive you?"

"You told me the watch cost two thousand dollars, but it's two million. How dare you lie to me?" The man growled.

"And when did I tell you that the watch cost two thousand dollars?" Henry furrowed his brows looking at the man.

"I never said that it was two thousand dollars. Instead, that whore beside you assumed it was, and you agreed with her, so how is it my fault?" Henry shrugged.

"You..." The man gnashed his teeth in anger as he pointed at Henry.

"Besides, didn't you say that you're rich, why do you look like a child who has lost something precious?" Henry frowned as he said, his tone full of concern.

"I thought you said you could buy ten of the watches without blinking. You've only bought one, and yet you're looking as though you'll cry."

"Don't forget, there are nine more for you to buy, and I hope that this shop has enough so you'll buy them for me. I'll be very grateful to you. After all, eighteen
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