Goodbye, My Love

“Alright, I’ll pay. Just give me the meat. By the way, how much did you say it was for a couple of pounds?” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

The butcher hesitated, taken aback by Loraine’s level-headed response.

He had expected a big scene, but she seemed more composed than he had imagined.

With a self-satisfied grin, he retorted, “The meat is two pounds. Of course, you have to pay the exact amount for it.”

Unknown to Loraine, the butcher had slyly slipped a magnet under the scale, confident in his deceit and oblivious to the resourcefulness of the young girl before him.

“See? Two pounds, honest business, no cheating!”

With the magnet in place, the scale showed exactly two pounds, and a little extra. He felt victorious, ready to challenge Loraine.

She was just a naive girl. What could she do even if she noticed the discrepancy? How could she know what he had done?

Unfazed, Loraine accepted the meat and walked over to a neighboring stall, catching the vendor off guard. “Excuse me, sir, can I borrow your scale for a moment? I’ll pay for it.”

Infuriated, the butcher protested, “What’s your intention? You weighed it here, and now you want to weigh it somewhere else? Don’t you trust me?”

Loraine, with genuine surprise in her eyes, replied, “I don’t know you;

I just want to confirm if the weight is accurate. Isn’t that reasonable?”

Unable to argue in front of the gathering crowd, the butcher reluctantly agreed.

Loraine placed the meat on the borrowed scale, revealing the truth for all to see-it only weighed 1.2 pounds!

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The nearby vendor who had lent her the scale scoffed at the dishonest butcher.

“Mack, you’re so heartless in your business dealings! You shorted them so much on two pounds of meat! And you have the nerve to make a fuss? Shame on you!”

Mack, now red-faced and embarrassed, desperately tried to defend himself. Trying to shift the blame onto Loraine and Marco, he yelled,

“His scale is the problem! He’s jealous of my good meat, so he conspired with this girl to frame me!”

However, the vendor who had lent Loraine the scale knew better. Fuming with anger, he stepped forward and firmly pushed Mack aside. With a swift motion, he opened Mack’s electronic scale, revealing the hidden magnet used for deceitful gains.

“Do you think everyone is as dishonest as you?” The vendor’s voice resonated with a mix of disdain and moral integrity.

“If this girl wasn’t smart enough, she would have fallen for your trick!”

The crowd had now pieced together the truth.

They despised dishonest vendors like Mack, and their fury ignited as they hurled insults and rotten vegetable leaves at him.