For Faye Yardley, the remaining items were all take-it-or-leave-it, so there was no need to waste money.
However, Nora Nash spent 200,000 on a skinny, red-haired boy and said to Faye Yardley, "Don't be fooled by how thin and weak that kid looks. He's actually a decent fighter. He can stick by your side as hired muscle."
Faye Yardley pointed to herself, incredulous. "For me?"
"Yes. I don't know what your situation is like, but since you can show up in the same places I do, it's obviously not a peaceful world. You'll always need help."
Nora Nash said it so casually, but Faye Yardley couldn't bring herself to accept the gift.
Bella Dillon stood to the side, doing her best impression of a decorative ornament. She knew that if she uttered a single disagreeable word, Nora Nash wouldn't hesitate to act against her.
And since she couldn't beat him, she wasn't about to make trouble for herself.
"Mike, go bring him over."
