Their mockery left Jillian speechless. If it weren’t for the fear of getting caught by the police for assault, she would have rushed forward to attack them.


    “You never came here with genuine intentions to solve the problem. I see that you deliberately came to mock me. People from the Lawrence family are all despicable individuals, hmph!”


    Cheyenne’s lips curled slightly as she retorted.


    “I can see that you are not sincerely here to solve the problem either. As a mother, your first thought after your son went missing wasn’t about how to find him, but rather how to extort a heftypensation from us,” she replied without missing a beat.


    “Now, I’m starting to suspect if you’re the stepmother of the child. The so-calledpensation might be just a staged act orchestrated by you.”


    “Everyone knows that Nora has be mentally disabled and unable to take care of herself, while your son is already eight years old and has his own independent consciousness. Who knows, maybe your son took Nora away. I haven’t caused trouble for you yet, but you dare to ask me forpensation!”


    The woman’s cold and resounding voice echoed, and upon careful listening, it seemed like there could be some truth to her words.


    Jillian was clearly not a good person; she would do anything for money. Not long ago, there was an incident where a young man identally bumped into her while walking. Upon seeing the Rolex watch on his wrist, she immediately thought of a scam.


    She refused to get up from the ground and demandedpensation, starting with a demand of thirty thousand dors.


    The man had no choice but to give her the money.


    But she wasn’t satisfied. She wanted to continue deceiving for money, so she took a kitchen knife and cut her own foot, iming it was a seque of the previous injury from the collision.


    This time, the other party spent money to bring in a forensic doctor to examine her wound and confirmed that it was a cut caused by a sharp object, not a collision. They even found a towel with bloodstains used to bandage the wound in her house.


    With solid physical evidence, Jillian almost got arrested as a fraud. It was only because the vige chief pleaded on behalf of her unfortunate and honest husband that the young man agreed not to pursue the matter.


    Having a criminal record, Cheyenne’s current guess happened to be identally close to the truth.


    As soon as she finished speaking, Jillian’s face turned pale, and she couldn’t meet Cheyenne’s gaze.


    Cheyenne, with a pensive look, nced at her and then walked towards the bloodstain on the ground amid everyone’s gaze.All text ? N?velD(r)a''ma.Org.


    She squatted down and used her fingers to touch the blood, smelling it.


    She frowned.


    Seeing her expression, Melody quickly asked, “Sister, what’s going on?”


    Sean didn’t speak, but his eyes followed her closely, observing every move and detail.


    “Sister, did you find something?” Sean anxiously asked.


    Cheyenne stood up, her deep eyes cold as frost as she looked at a certain restless person and spoke in a chilling voice.


    “Well, this isn’t human blood; it’s chicken blood.”


    As soon as she uttered those words, it stirred up astonishment among the crowd.


    “What!”


    “Oh my God, Jillian hasn’t changed a bit. It hasn’t been long since thest scam, and now she deliberately plotted against the Lawrence siblings. Ugh, she’s truly wicked!”


    “She’s capable of doing such things. It’s terrifying. I won’t dare to talk to her anymore. What if she targets me?”


    “You know, I’m not even buying water from her house anymore. Who knows if she might put drugs in it?”


    “I heard some people bought drugs and as long as they pat your shoulder, you’ll be under their control, obediently giving away your money and cards.”


    Jillian heard everything everyone said in the room, and her face turned dark and ugly. With eyes filled with hatred, she stared at Cheyenne, gritting her teeth and distorting her once somewhat delicate face into a hideous, demonic appearance.


    Cheyenne, on the other hand, stood there unaffected, allowing Jillian to stare at her.


    Sean, knowing her preference for cleanliness, handed her a tissue. After taking it, the young girl elegantly wiped her hands, making the motion look incredibly graceful.


    Melody,cking in education, could only think of one word in her mind – “elegant.” That’s the difference between a rich youngdy and the rural aunties like them. If it were her, she would have simply wiped her hands on the ground.


    But Cheyenne slowly wiped her hands, crumpled the tissue into a ball, and with a precise motion, dropped it into the trash bin.


    “What’s wrong? Are you upset because I hit the nail on the head? Your look so awful.”


    “Pah! You shameless slut, you despicable woman! You spout nonsense and nder. My son only came to see her because he felt sorry for that idiot from the Lawrence family who was all alone at home.”


    “If I had known you people were so ungrateful, I would never have let my childe here. As far as I’m concerned, the Lawrence siblings are nothing but trouble. Ever since they moved to the vige, many chickens died, and their business has been declining.”


    “That big fool, pretending to be some precious treasure, dressing up and painting like a rich person. How presumptuous.”


    “Now Sean is supposedly studying outside. But I think he’s probably involved in some shady business, like dealing drugs. Otherwise, how could he afford to buy this house?”


    Julissa’s house, though notrge, was around 80 square meters, and being rtively close to Akloit, thend prices were not cheap. It could even rival some third-tier cities outside. A square meter would cost around $10, 000, so buying this house would require around a million dors in total.


    Sean, who was only seventeen years old at the time, surprised and envied everyone by paying the full amount for this house.


    He imed to be an orphan with only one sister; people naturally doubted where his money came from.


    However, over the years, they hadn’t seen any signs of extravagant spending from the siblings, so their doubt faded.


    Now that Jillian brought it up again, Sean couldn’t continue to swallow his pride. In the past, he chose to live an ordinary life and act modestly.


    “The money to buy the house was left to me by my parents. My mother had a pile of jewelry before she passed away, and I exchanged all of it for money, roughly around five million dors. I took one million and bought the house, and the remaining four million is invested in a fund.”


    Three years had passed, and now that four million had be six million, a small return on investment. When the vigers heard that the money was an inheritance from his parents, they felt much more at ease.


    Otherwise, a seventeen-year-old boy earning more than they would in a lifetime would make them feel mentally unbnced.


    However, jealousy began to arise towards the Lawrence siblings.


    Cheyenne felt somewhat relieved. In the past, Sean would have squandered that five million a long time ago, but now he had learned financial management. He had indeed be much more mature and sensible.