Gerald's eyes tried to look for that woman with nut-brown hair and hazel eyes, but she was nowhere to be seen. And then he realised that for the first time in his lifetime, his eyes were searching for a woman instead of money.
What the hell was wrong with him?
He ran his hand through his golden-brown hair to get his focus back. Enough time he had wasted, and now was time to do the work.
Gerald chuckled dryly, remembering how a couple of coins were enough to satisfy him in the beginning. And now, over the years, his greed had grown so much that he had his all pockets overloaded with money and jewels yet, he wanted more of them.
On the other hand, Bertha and Theodora were trying almost every ride in the fair and were visiting every shop, small or big, with eager eyes and bubbling joy.
