Chapter 68: Festival with Vivienne (XXI).
The man that was running his fruit stall was clear he didn't look happy with me getting into the middle of their fight.
But then I saw he was putting his arm behind his back as if he was hiding something.
"No. My daughter has her own money pouch, it's colored black with a cute white ribbon on it. Just let me see your hands and then I'll back down."
Vivienne could never steal, she shouldn't have a reason to steal.
The stall owner scoffs, "Listen here I don't see nor have taken anything, it's your daughter's fault she lost her things." He points at me with his other hand repeatedly stabbing my shoulder refusing to reveal the other.
"Then why do you keep hiding your hand behind your back? Just let me see it, sir." I ordered for him to reveal his hands once more but he refused.
