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Chapter 121 - 121 Disbelief

Chapter 121: Disbelief Chapter 121: Disbelief Then she dropped the bombshell.

“He agreed to give us a 70% discount and let us pay monthly… but only for the first year.” The old man froze.

His eyes widened, his face a picture of pure shock.

Had he just heard her correctly?

A 70% discount?

Monthly payments?

His brain struggled to process it.

If Nnenna had mentioned this while they were still under the tree, there was a high chance he wouldn’t have believed her.

He might not have followed her at all.

Seeing the sheer disbelief on his face, bigger than when the shopkeeper had even agreed, Nnenna knew she had made the right choice by waiting until now to tell him.

The old man turned to the shop owner, his face still full of doubt.

He studied the man carefully, looking for any sign of hesitation, but the shop owner’s expression remained serious.

He didn’t look inexperienced either.

So why would he offer such a huge discount?

Why allow monthly payments when it clearly put him at a disadvantage in the first year?

It wasn’t as if he lacked potential tenants.

The shop was in a prime location, one of the best in the area.

The fact that it was still available was already surprising enough.

The old man needed to be sure he had heard correctly.

“Young man,” he said carefully, “are you saying that you will rent me this shop for a year with a 70% discount and allow me to pay in monthly installments?” The shop owner nodded.

The old man frowned.

“I don’t think you understand what you’re saying,” he pressed, his voice firm.

“In a regular business deal, the landlord usually collects up to a year’s full payment upfront to ensure the tenant is serious.

“Young man, if you do this, you will make a loss in the first year.

“And while I know I will work hard to make sure you don’t suffer a loss in the second year, based on the terms you’ve set, you will already be taking a hit in the first year.

“Are you sure about this?” The shop owner listened in silence.

When the old man finally finished speaking, he let out a small chuckle before replying.

“Sir, I understand all of this,” he said.

“But I have heard about your business, and I can see that it is indeed profitable.

“And now that I know you are the one I bought food from yesterday, I have even more confidence in my decision.” The shop owner continued, his voice steady.

“Your business is already profitable.

Your market is strong, and I know you will be able to pay the rent.

“With the 70% discount, your rent is now only 900,000 liores for the year.

“Dividing that by 12 months, that’s just 75,000 liores per month.

“You’ll need to work hard, but I know you can do it.” He then admitted something unexpected.

“Honestly, I also wanted someone stable in the shop.

“Since I’ll be around often, it’s better for me to rent it to someone I trust.” And with that, the contract was signed, a deal that, on paper, looked completely parasitic.

But the host, the shop owner, was more than happy, which was highly unusual.

The old man remained in a daze even after the shop owner left.

His children, who had been searching for him, finally found him standing outside the shop.

“Dad, what happened?” the eldest son asked.

“We both know this girl is lying, why did you follow her?” the second son added, clearly frustrated.

But the old man didn’t respond.

Nnenna, standing beside him, also said nothing.

The eldest son, Ebuka frowned.

“Why aren’t you saying anything?” The old man finally turned to them and spoke.

“We have a shop now,” he said simply.

The second son scoffed.

“What do you mean, we have a shop?” The old man smiled.

“I mean, we have a shop.

This is ours now.” His sons stared at the shop in disbelief.

It wasn’t until their father handed them the signed tenant contract that the reality sank in.

They read it over and over again, but it still didn’t make sense.

Who gives a 70% discount and allows monthly payments, especially for a shop in such a prime location?

It was unheard of.

But then again, if their father could do something that didn’t make sense, like making huge profits after just a day of knowing some girl he met at the market, who taught him a better way to do his business, maybe this wasn’t so impossible after all.

They turned to look at Nnenna, their minds racing.

Maybe she was the one who made this happen, just like their father had said the previous day.

But who exactly was she?

They had never seen her face, and neither had their father.

Yet, somehow, he had trusted her completely.

They stood there, stunned, but the old man had already moved past the shock.

“Thank you, dear,” he said warmly.

“You haven’t told me your name.” He hesitated for a second before adding, “I didn’t want to ask so that I wouldn’t overstep, but…

I would really like to know.” Nnenna nodded.

“My name is Nnenna,” she said.

“I can’t tell you my last name.” The old man smiled.

“That’s not a problem at all.” Then he repeated it, as if testing the name on his tongue.

“Nnenna…

That’s a good name.

A very good name.” His eyes softened with gratitude.

“Thank you, dear.

I don’t know why or how you’re doing this, but I am very grateful.

“You have truly changed my family.

“God has used you to bless us so much, and I can’t thank you enough.” His sons were still standing there, staring at the girl like she was some kind of miracle worker.

She’s just 15!

they screamed in their minds.

Since when do 15 year olds work miracles?!

They were so lost in thought that they didn’t realize their father had turned to them.

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