Chapter 324


    Outside the house, the scene was a whirlwind of activity. Neighbors, attracted by themotion, had


    spilled out of their homes, leaving themon area as packed as a subway car during rush hour.


    Standing defiantly at the wide-open doorway, with a spin mop clutched in her hand, was Zora. Her


    voice boomed with indignant rage, "Over my dead body will you sell this house! Who the heck do you


    think you are?"


    She was decked out in a loud, form-fitting floral dress, her hair done up in a messy beehive that


    seemed to defy gravity. She must''ve skipped her morning makeup routine because her bare face


    shocked me, almost making me puke.


    Her skin, usually covered in foundation, was now peppered with blemishes, just like a warty toad that


    had just hopped out of a fairy tale.


    The moment she caught sight of Jan stepping out of the elevator, her instincts kicked in and she


    spun, about to dash back inside. But, remembering the prospective buyers at the door, she abruptly


    halted.


    After a long moment with her back to us, she slowly turned around, fixing her gaze on Jan with eyes


    that seemed to plead for mercy. Her lips twitched as she struggled to speak, "You... what are you doing


    here?"


    Jan''s expression was stormy, his eyes as piercing and cold as a hawk''s.


    Behind Zora, ra was nonchntly eating a big, juicy apple. She watched the drama unfold with a


    smirk. As we approached, she straightened up and vanished inside the house.


    "Jan!" Zora''s voice took on a sickly-sweet tone, her eyes seeking sympathy.


    The real estate agent, spotting Hannah as the person in charge, rushed over as if she were a lifeline.


    "Ms. Hannah, thank goodness you''re here! This property has generated a lot of interest since it was


    listed. I''ve brought this gentleman to view the house, and he''s ready to pay cash. But thisdy," he


    gestured at Zora, "I don''t know how she got in. She''s been nothing but trouble, iming the house is


    hers and beingpletely rude!"


    Hannah, sharp as ever, gestured respectfully towards Jan, "Oakley, this gentleman is my boss, Mr.


    Dawson. He''s the one who asked me to handle the sale."


    Oakley immediately caught on and turned to Jan with utmost respect. "Mr. Dawson, don’t get me


    wrong, but do you indeed intend to sell this property?"


    Before Zora could reach out to grab Jan, he stepped back, his gaze icy. With a single word, he


    made his intentions clear, "Yes!"


    I couldn''t help but smirk at Zora''s dumbstruck expression.


    Hearing Jan''s confirmation, Zora''s face twisted into an ugly snarl. "Jan, you promised me this


    house was mine! How can you go back on your word? Why would you sell it?"


    Jan''sugh was cold as he retorted, "A nanny who doesn''t know her ce andys a hand on the


    you have the audacity to im this house? My wife may be kind-hearted, but don''t mistake my patience


    for weakness."


    His words reverberated through the crowd, drawing looks of disdain and a chorus of disapproving


    murmurs. It was a verbal p across Zora''s face.


    Zora, eyes zing with fury, tried to retaliate, "You... Jan, don''t forget—" But Jan cut her off with a


    snarl, "Forget what?"


    Zora shuddered under his intense re. For a moment, Jan''s expression was chilling, and I had


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    never seen such a deadly look in his eyes before.


    Watching Zora closely, I noticed a flicker of fear in her eyes as she stepped back.


    Swallowing hard, her eyes still showed panic mixed with defiance, "What... what are you nning to


    do?"


    Jan''s gaze remained unyielding as he finally spat out a singlemand, "Leave!"


    Suddenly, Zora''s face contorted into a bizarre expression of madness. "Don''t even think about it! I won''t


    go!"