Chapter 13 Do you want to run a business?

Just as Wynne was happily thinking about the meaning of life, Dooley's voice came lazily from inside: "It's too early for you to be happy, generally, people get poisoned as was retaliated, and it's hard and takes at least three years for a witch to raise a reptile spirit and using it poisoning on people, but you broke it in less than a day, you will lose your joy when all of witches coming for you with troubles."

Wynne was stunned for a moment hearing his words, reminded of the evil old woman's scary staring at her when they were ending the spirit of mother-child reptile two days ago.

"I have you, don't I? Didn't you say that as long as you were here, no one would dare to bully me?" Wynne felt her abdomen moved, Dooley suddenly appeared in her side! Which startled her and she quickly stepped on the brake.

He reached up and held her chin looking down at her, his soft lips were almost close to her ear. "But haven't you always wanted to get rid of me?" he breathed softly in her ear. His question left her at a loss as to how to answer.

"H...h...how is that possible?" Froze for a long time, she stammered a reply.

"If that's not possible, you should throw the bell out." He stared at her with a half-smile. He was right that it's not a good idea for her to keep the bell. However, Wynne didn't want to have her whole life ruined. If she determined to be with him, she had no choice but to be a witch and standing alone like her grandmother.

She's only 18 years old college student, the future had infinite possibilities, so early to fix her future, she was still a little unwilling.

She did not respond for a long time, Dooley understood her meaning, curled his lips with a sneer and disappeared.

"Dooley? Dooley Mayfair?" Wynne called him a few times, he didn't answer at all.

He's not going to be mad, was he? Was he angry to revenge her?

Scared all the way back home, Wynne took a bath, and put everything away, lying in bed, Dooley still did not show up. She took out the bell, abserved it, lost in thought.

Would he only be relieved if she threw away the bell?

He was a snake, a cold-blooded animal she was instinctively afraid of. Did she really need to be tied to a snake for life?

"Cellphone ringing..." She picked it up, it was George's calling.

"Hey, Wynne, are you free tonight? I'd like to ask you out on a business deal."

"Oh, business? If you want me to buy you dinner, just say so. Don't put on a show!" Because of the upset Dooley thing, Wynne talked a little impatient.

As soon as George heard that she could buy him dinner, he stopped quarreling with her and immediately grasped the point: "How come you have money?"

"I cured a child from the spirit of leech and made over a thousand dollars, so tell me what you want to eat."

"What a fortune!" George was excited: "Wow, a lot of money, we can go to the club for fun!"

"What club? Is that enough?" Wynne replied in a uncertain tone.

"Boliger, I got connection there, your money is enough for our two."

At 9 p.m., Wynne took a taxi to Boliger club where the decor was gorgeous, the lights were bright, and was full of stylish girls and boys walking in and out.

George Blair arrived early. He came down from the box in casual beach pants to pick her up. When they got to the box, George had already asked two girls to sing with him. He put his arms around the girls and said, "Wynne, do you want to run a business? If it works, we'll split it 60-40, you can get 60%, and 40% for me."