Chapter Fifty-One

Yna’s stupefaction was confirmation enough for the doña.

“You see?” She had pushed away at Brad and was straightening her dress. Her gold bracelets were making tinkling sounds like chimes on her wrists as she patted at herself, as if she was trying to pat dirt from being near her. “And don’t you even deny it because Brad here bought you. He paid for you! For the amount of ten thousand pesos! How cheap are you?” She spat again but on the ground now because Brad was standing between them. “You had your hand on the coins and you wanted a barrel! If you think you can have that, you are delusional, puta!”

“Tita, that’s not how it went... please...!” Brad was in a panic now. He was trying not to drag the woman back to the car though he tried in vein to push her, but she wouldn’t have it.

“Will you stop it, Brad?!”

“Tita, did you forget that Tito Sylver doesn’t know we’re here? With the noise you’re making, someone can hear and find out what the noise is about. He’s not going to be happy. W