Olivia didn't even frown. She was about to take out some money when Tiffany stopped her and smirked.
"If you don't want things to get out of hand, I advise you to consider carefully whether you want to do this or not."
Tiffany looked at the bruises on the boy's body. The man was not a fool. He quickly understood what she meant and changed his words.
"$300,000, I won't take any less. After all, I've raised him to this size. You can take him away if you want."
His voice grew softer and softer, so much so that she couldn't quite make out what he was saying. He sounded extremely guilty.
Olivia stared at her cousin with her mouth agape before teasing her. "Could this be the legendary auntie who bargained for low prices in the farmers' market? Cousin, if you go up and argue with them, no one will be able to out-talk you."
