"By all rights, the thousand should be just a deposit. The bulk of the payment should come after you spread the rumors," Amelia’s eyes were cold, dark like a demon walking out of hell, "You don’t really think I believe what you just said, do you? Divination slips aren’t something just anyone can understand."
"I... I..." The beggar was flustered, cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
This wasn’t how he expected things to go. In his mind, no matter how clever a young girl might be, she wouldn’t be able to figure out the entire story. But to his shock, she had guessed everything!
Amelia raised an eyebrow, the mole beneath her eye shining. "I’ll give you one last chance. Tell me, who gave you the wooden box?"
"I don’t know. She wore a black cloak, very intimidating. She used a voice chan
