To You Whom I Don’t Love That Much (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 062

62.

Look at this bastard? Rosetta couldn’t hide her contemptuous glare for a moment. The Turner she remembered wasn’t someone so brazen. He used to crawl on his knees, terrified of even slightly upsetting her. And what? Died caught up in that incident four years ago? Don’t spew nonsense without limits. Then who the hell is this man standing right in front of me, very much alive?

“Who told you that name?”

Judging by those shifty eyes, it was one of two possibilities—either he had a deceased twin brother, or ‘Turner’ was an alias he only used back then. Rosetta bet on the latter.

“Heard it from someone I know.”

“Someone you know? Who?”

Rosetta suppressed the urge to snap back sharply. Revealing everything to someone who traded information was foolish. She clenched her jaw and forcefully slapped away the man’s hand gripping her collar. Surprisingly, the hand let go without resistance. Rosetta bared her teeth fiercely.

“Listen, I came here to buy information. Not to sell it.”

At that, Turner curled his thin lips upward in amusement.

“Suddenly bringing up a name you haven’t heard in four years, yet refusing to say where you got it? And you’ve apparently been coming and going enough to know information is traded here—but I swear, I’ve never once seen your face… Wait a moment.”

Turner stopped mid-sentence, suddenly wearing a strange expression.

“Could it be… you—no, you—surely not…”

Rosetta pulled out a money pouch and slapped it onto the table, intending to silence Turner’s mouth. A few gold coins bounced out through the loosened opening. Turner burst into a dry laugh, glancing back and forth between the pouch and Rosetta’s face. He picked up one coin, examined it closely, then bit it with his teeth.

“Real gold.”

Using his hand like a rake, he swept the pouch into the drawer. Then, he opened his palm and gestured toward the chair opposite her. When she sat down, he poured cold tea into a chipped teacup and asked,

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