Chapter 1696


    Cindy was the only exception. -


    "It''s okay now," Daniel reassured Maisie, gently stroking her back as ifforting a child. "From now


    on, you can


    stay here and leave behind all your family worries. Focus on what you want to do."


    "Mm."


    "But..." Daniel hesitated, wanting to gauge her feelings. "Do you hope for your family''s house to be


    demolished?"


    Maisie paused and gently shook her head.


    "Why?"


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    "It''s not that I don''t hope for it." She looked up at him and smiled. "I''m indifferent. Even if it''s


    demolished, I won''t


    receive anypensation, let alone the house.


    "To be honest, my mom''s actions have left me and Nicole quite disappointed. Aren''t we her biological


    daughters?


    Why is she treating us this way?"


    Daniel patted her head, unsure of how to console her. Since she felt indifferent about it, he would


    proceed with the


    changed blueprints. If she ever desired the demolition for her family''s sake, he would change them


    back.


    "I''ll have dinner sent up to youter," Daniel said, putting on his coat and looking at her. "I need to


    handle some


    work at the office, so I won''t be with you."


    Maisie nodded, saw him off at the door, and watched him enter the elevator before slowly returning to


    her room.


    She felt a little absent-minded and somewhat downcast. They hade so close, but it didn''t happen.


    Her cheeks turned a shade of red, and she quickly erased those erotic thoughts from her mind,


    focusing on her


    study materials.


    -


    From the moment Amanda entered this shanty area, her expression had been far from pleasant. She


    seemed to


    have forgotten what it was like when she used to endure the scorching sun and the rain, conditions far


    worse than


    this shanty area, during her days as a news reporter.


    It appeared she had grown ustomed tofortable days in a leadership position, and this kind of


    ce no


    longer suited her.


    She believed that sitting in Daniel''s spacious and well-lit office, chatting with him over afternoon tea,


    was a true


    interview.


    Amanda collected herself, struggling to walk in high heels through the dusty area. She found Maisie''s


    home based


    on the address she had obtained. Before she could knock, she heard a woman cursing inside.


    Every word and sentence was aint about life''s unfairness, crude and vulgar, insulting to the


    ears of those


    listening.


    Amanda sneered, thinking that this must be Maisie''s mother, who only cared about money.


    She knocked on the door. Before long, Cindy stuck her head out, scrutinizing her from head to toe,


    furrowing her


    brows as she asked, "Who are you looking for?"


    "May I ask..." Amanda took precautions. "Is this the home of Ms. Cindy Leech?"


    "Yes." Cindy was puzzled. "That''s me. Who are you?"


    Amanda revealed her identity directly. "I''m Amanda Winde, Editor-in-Chief and Senior Reporter from


    the


    Cumulus Morning Post. Here''s my identification."


    Half-believing, Cindy took it and widened her eyes after reading. She weed Amanda in as if she


    were a VIP.


    "Ms. Leech, you don''t need to go to the trouble of hosting me." Amanda smiled. "I''m here today to


    investigate the


    demolition and reconstruction of this area. I heard that you haven''t received anypensation?"


    "Oh, our ce isn''t being demolished anymore, so there isn''tpensation now!" Cindy pulled a long


    face at the


    mention of this subject. "The damned constructionpany changed the blueprints! The residents are


    all against


    it!"


    Amanda thought quickly. "Ms. Leech, do you know that other residents actually don''t oppose it?"


    "What are you talking about?"


    "That''s because they''ve all receivedpensation," Amanda said. "Only you haven''t!"