"Natasha, you really are clever!"
Nalant truly admired Natasha. Even as a modern man, he would never have thought of such a method.
Though he too would have considered learning the market prices and then asking Black Tower and the others about pricing.
But he absolutely could not have resolved the matter as Natasha had—without ever leaving the house, solving it in such a short time, and doing so with such precision.
"As expected of a descendant of the Frank Family. Put that business brain in my previous life and she'd absolutely be a female CEO—the kind who'd make capitalists weep on sight!" Nalant silently added in his heart.
"Heehee, thank you for the praise, Nalant. But Nalant, I wonder... is there a reward?"
Natasha felt even sweeter than if she had eaten White Sugar at Nalant's praise. Her smile blossomed like a flower, while the airbags on her chest bounced ceaselessly, stirring up magnificent waves.
Though Nalant was already an old hand behind the wheel, he still could not help swallowing.
He immediately took Natasha upstairs.
"Natasha, although I've already praised you, I think a reward is still necessary. Come on, let's go upstairs. I'll reward you properly right now..."
"You..." Natasha instantly realized what he meant. Her lovely face, which had just been giggling, flushed crimson at once, and Nalant pulled her upstairs... (eight thousand words omitted here)
"Twenty-one fruits in total. That really wasn't easy! Those were Energy Points saved up over more than three months!" Upstairs, in the small room.
After a fierce battle with Natasha, Nalant sensed that he had received another Energy Point today. Unable to suppress the urge any longer, he drew the lottery once more.
Though there were only twenty-one fruits, his luck was good this time. There were as many