Old Mr. Hunt said, “Fine, takeaway food it is. Serenity, don’t forget to pay the man later.”

Serenity wanted to laugh.

Leopards sure could not change their spots.

These people were always trying to milk her in every way possible.

She coldly blurted, “You order, you pay.”

Serenity took a glance at the local produce John and Mike hoisted into the shop. Since the sacks were not sealed, she could see they were a bag of sweet potato and a sack of yam.

Old Mr. Hunt thought he could handle the money of her business with two sacks of produce.

She could not make this stuff up. Only her granddad would do such a thing.

“Let bygones be bygones, Serenity. We have put the matter behind us. Don’t hold grudges. I’m your granddad no matter what. We’re more than willing to make it up to you and even make a public apology online.

“I told John to draw up an apology, and it will soon be published online.

“Now that all the misunderstandings are cleared up, we’re still one big happy famil