Chapter 225

On the way past, she happened to catch sight of that spot—not a restaurant, but a public restroom. Honestly, it felt more like his natural habitat. Elaine had no doubts about that. Connor had brought a group of his men and blocked off the entrance to the village. As more and more villagers showed up, holding whatever tools they could find, his expression was full of scorn. Seriously? These old, sick, and struggling folks thought they could take him on? One of his guys could knock out a bunch of them with ease. Seeing that most had arrived, Connor shouted, "Alright, time to sign. You want your money, you put your name down. After that, get lost." A villager standing at the front pushed back loudly. "You think this is fair? That payout isn't enough for us to survive outside. We're not signing." "Exactly!" a bunch of others immediately chimed in. Connor was starting to lose his patience. "What, you greedy hillbillies think you've got options? Don't blame me if things turn ugly," he threat