Chapter 141

"This watch isn't waterproof, so it's cheaper. The waterproof one costs quite a bit more."

Before Emily Johnson could finish speaking, the two middle-aged women's eyes lit up.

"Waterproof?" One of them gasped, running her fingers over the watch face. "That's a rare feature."

"Girl, name your price."

Emily smiled faintly. "Auntie, this is my first time selling something so expensive. The regular one is 120, the waterproof one is 200."

The women exchanged glances—these prices were much lower than the department store's.

"Deal!"

After the exchange, Emily hurried away, heading toward the department store to wait for her next customer.

But just as she turned the corner, someone called out sharply.

"Stop right there!"

Emily's heart skipped a beat, her fingers instinctively tightening around the watches hidden in her pocket.

"What do you have in your hands?"

A stylish young woman stood before her, dressed in a cashmere coat and leather shoes, clutching an elegant handbag.

"Comrade, I don't understand what you mean," Emily replied, feigning calm.

The woman stepped closer, lowering her voice. "Don't play dumb. I know you've got good stuff. Come, let's talk over there."

Emily cursed inwardly. How had this woman noticed her?

"I only have one left. We can look at it here."

She lifted the edge of her coat, revealing an exquisite wristwatch studded with tiny diamonds.

The woman's eyes gleamed as she grabbed Emily's wrist. "Let's go somewhere quieter!"

They moved to a secluded spot.

"This is an imported watch, not cheap," Emily said, tilting her chin up. "At least 500."

"Five hundred?" The woman sucked in a breath, but her gaze remained glued to the watch.

This design was impossible to find in their small town—maybe not even in the provincial capital.

"I'll take it!"

As the transaction concluded, Emily suddenly pulled out a pearl hairpin from her pocket. "A free gift for you."

The woman froze. This hairpin would cost several dollars at the department store.

Seizing the moment, Emily quickly walked away, removing her headscarf as she scanned the area for Michael Stone.

"Where is he...?" She stamped her foot anxiously.

If she waited any longer, trouble might find her.