The fat man's eyes went dark, and he nearly collapsed as a sudden wave of dizziness struck him out of nowhere. If it had not been for his eldest daughter, who came running after noticing that something was wrong and quickly supported him, he might have truly toppled to the ground and eaten a mouthful of iron-rich sand, enough to meet his body's needs for several years.
"Dad," the girl cried out, her face shrouded in worry and concern.
"I'm alright, thanks, dear!" The fat man found his footing and took a few deep breaths to calm his racing heart.
Sitting down with a grunt, his expression immediately darkened. 'Sigh, what have I done?' He lamented, finally realising the absolute stupidity of his decision. He was not worried about the officer going back on his word; no, he was only worried about not being able to fulfil the contract.
