Chapter 152 Harder Than Fists?

• Just as Marsan was about to grab the scroll, Dominic frowned, reached out, and clamped Marsan’s wrist tight. “Mr. Vaughn, once the water’s spilled and the words are said, you don’t get to take them back, do you?”
• If Mr. Vaughn hadn’t fleeced that farmer, and if Marsan had offered a refund, Dominic might’ve thought about it. But Marsan was a heartless boss who’d bled that farmer dry. There was no way Dominic would agree to a refund.
• “Hah, spare me the act! Let everyone judge. You bought the scroll from me for 1,500, and now it’s going for one hundred billion. Aren’t you bullying me on purpose? I’m telling you, I, Marsan, won’t eat this loss!” Marsan snapped at Dominic while barking, “Let go, right now, unless you want trouble!”