Chapter 696
Nash was lying on a chair in the courtyard of the villa while enjoying some sun.
He was wearing sunglasses and had a glass of lemonade on the table next to him.
The unkempt old man passed by the door, glanced inside, and said with a grin, “You really know how to enjoy yourself…”
Nash opened his eyes and looked over. There was no sign of the old man outside.
Not long after, there was a sudden sound of brakes coming from outside.
“Ouch!”
He had started scamming people again.
A strange smile appeared on Nash’s lips.
He wondered which poor lad it would be this time?
About ten minutes later, Mireille walked into the courtyard with a red face.
She was holding two bags of herbal medicine in her hand. “Nash, these are some herbs that can heal scars. You can give them to Melody…”
Nash took off his sunglasses, took a sip from the lemonade next to him, and asked with a smile, “Did you get scammed?”
Mireille nodded aggrievedly, almost crying.
80 grand!
The money that she had managed

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