Chapter 569

Willow said leisurely, "And what if we win? Will you shut down Kale's Sauce Factory too? Oh wait, I forgot—you're just the manager there, not the one calling the shots." Manager Evans choked on his words, grinding his teeth. "We won't lose!" Willow scoffed. "A bet goes both ways. You set demands for us but plan to walk away scot-free if you lose? Do I look stupid to you, Manager Evans? Why would I take that kind of deal?" Manager Evans's chest heaved with anger. "Then what do you want?" "Fine. If we win, I won’t ask you to close your workshop. Just hand over your sales counter in the capital to us." She glanced at the onlookers and added, "Oh, and you’ll have to apologize to all the women here in this exhibition hall, admitting that you’re far inferior to them." A ripple of suppressed laughter spread through the crowd. John Evans nearly exploded with rage. "And if you lose—" Willow cut in smoothly, "Then I’ll publicly admit I’ve disgraced all women and swear never to call myself one ag