The Fortune-Telling Heiress
Fortune 12

Chapter 12

"Do you the those coins? Jordan frowned slightly.

"You can't really call those antiques, right? If you are a fan of these things, thave quite a few antique items and paintings at home that I can give to you." Madison fixed her game on the case of antique coins. She asked the stall owner, who had a navy-colored cap on, "How much are you selling them for?" The owner rested in a rocking chair and fanned himselt with a hand fan. He gave of the impression of someone with no materialistic destres, yet his response was the exact opposite

Five million dollars"

Jordan snapped even before Madison could say anything, "That's daylight robbery! How is it at worth five million dollars? We're not buying it!"

Madison said as soon as he finished "Pay him

Jordan was rendered speechless by her reply.

"Ms. Madison, that. He pointed at the case of antique coins. "That box of coins is worth five million dollars?"

On the other hand, the owner stood up and lowered his hand the "have some top-grade bronze cons in stock. Would you like to see them, misg?"

Madison closed the lid of the case and picked it up from the floor "Yes."

Then, she followed the owner to the store behind them

As Jordan watched these two walk away, hecould tell this was bad news

colns

Other ladies enjoyed shopping for branded bags or cosmetics. It was jordam's first time seeing a lady who preferred buying antique co

After entering the store, Jordan quickly noticed how they were selling unique products in there, such as grave goods, talisman papers, and cinnbar. A red flag with black letters embroidered on it was hung on the wall.

The owner took out a dark red wooden case that was placed underneath a closet. He opened the case, revealing the hundreds of bronze coins contained inside

"The price of this case of coins is the same as the one you're carrying. They cost fivemalion dollars."

Madison picked up a coin and examined it bristly "Alright. I'll take them as well"

Shedirected her gaze to Jordan.

Jordan paused for a moment before taking a card from his pocket He held the card out. "I'm paying with this card. "

The owner chuckled as he adjusted his cap and took the card. Thim, he proceeded with the payment transaction efficiently

When it was done, the owner grinned broadly at Madison. "Come to my shopagan if you need anything else, miss. I guarantee my products are all authentic, and they are worth

very penny you spend."

He held out a name card

Madison accepted it. "Alright."

Jordan took the case of cols from the owner and shot him glare. Then, he followed Madison and left the store.

Since it was still early during the day, the two of them continued browsing through the streets. As they passed by a stall with the fortune-telling sign, a fortune teller wearing a pair of dark, round glasses stroked his beard.

"Young mim, Ican see dirk shadows over your forehead. You might be met with some kind of serious accident within the next three days."

Those words halted jordan in his tracks. He furrowed his brows and looked at the man

The man wore a blue tunic and had a long beard. He seemed like he might be some skilled, mysterious cultivator

"Humph!" Jordan snorted and started moving away.

Carl Desk, the fortune teller, raised his hand and appeared to be calculating something by moving his fingers. He had a look of horror on his face. "The accident may cause very severe injuries. If you don't do anything to preventic.."

"What will happen to me? Jordan asked nervously.

"You might break a few limbs due to the accident. In extreme cases, you might lose your life." Cart's expression was impenetrable.

jordan was at a loss for what to sury.

He named his eyes to Madison and spotted the calm expression on her face. Judging by how she was watching Cal blabber on, he could tell the man was just a swindler. Somehow, he found the situation intriguing

He tried to look anxious. "What do you think I should do, then?

carl sighed. "The heavens must have led you to me for a reason. They want me to help resolve this crisis of yours."

vuorat thank you in advance for your help, mister.

Cul fell silmt. He couldn't believe that was all jordan had to say and how clueless the young man was