The crowd seemed strangely silent and confused.

Many people sympathized with Reuben Jones at this time. But Annabelle Smith remained impassive. "Do not worry about it," she said, exasperated with Reuben Jones. !"

Reuben Jones lowered his head and sobbed.

Annabelle Smith had no sympathy and scoffed.

"Do you want to keep buying?"

The salesman inquired cautiously. . Reuben Jones now feels fragile, as if he were made of glass. A small touch makes him shatter.

Reuben Jones holds Annabelle Smith's bank card in his hand. It was as if his soul had been ripped out of him .

Annabelle Smith of the Office of Civil Affairs noticed him approaching...