Chapter 225 Two Options

Lousa cried, “Don’t take my poster away! I really need it!” Isamia twitched at the corners of her mouth and said, “Those who know might think she’s holding a poster, but those who don’t might think it’s a new kind of drug.” “Get a grip; you won’t die without the poster,” Viennel said, pulling Lousa up. “Let’s go, don’t block their entrance, or they’ll call the police.” The male store clerk blocked them, “You haven’t paid for the damage yet. Didn’t you say you have 200,000? Pay up.” Lousa said blankly, “I don’t have any money. I really have no money left.” Viennel turned to Isamia, “Can you cover the cost? We’ll deduct it from the 200,000 later.” Isamia, now well-off, didn’t care about the money. “It’s fine. I don’t need her to pay me back.” The male clerk, happy to receive 300 as compensation, acted as if he had won the lottery. “Alright, take her away. It’s best not to let such a lunatic roam around.” Viennel coldly said, “Tomorrow I’ll send her to your place.” The male clerk