Chapter 448 The Mastermind Is Another Person
Chloe felt a bit shaky in front of the hulk of a man before them. "Don't do anything rash, Joseph," she murmured, "We're clearly outnumbered."
Joseph's fists clenched, his eyes filled with a chilling emptiness. Apparently, he wasn't hearing her.
Anxious, Chloe instinctively shielded her stomach with one hand, the other slipping into her bag to grab a can of pepper spray from her bag, ready for whatever came their way.
The Amer buyer glared at them, practically spitting with rage. "What's your problem?!"
"Who gave you permission to bring coffins here?" Joseph spat back.
Emerald Heights was a wealthy neighborhood and highly sought-after for its school district. Property prices had skyrocketed in recent years, making it tough for even the affluent to buy a place. But this man, whose funds to purchase the house were questionable, had turned it into a graveyard. What was he thinking?
"It's my house! I can do whatever the hell I want! It's none of your—" His words cut off as Joseph

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