Chapter 1587

Kinsey Neper's impatient voice came through the phone. "Dad, have you lost your mind? That godforsaken place doesn't even have streetlights at night—why would I go back? I'm begging you, stop calling me. I am never going back!" Morell sighed, then suddenly changed his tone. "If you really don't want to, I guess I'll just sell Chavelle Wheat. Someone's offering around a million dollars..." Before he could finish, Kinsey cut him off. "Wait, what? A million dollars? Who the hell is dumb enough to pay that kind of money?" Matthew's face twitched. Apparently, he was the fool Kinsey was talking about. Morell shot Matthew an awkward glance before quickly covering for him. "Watch your mouth—he's right here. Chavelle Wheat still holds the record for high yield, and this guy knows his stuff. "If he's willing to buy it, it means he sees the value. Honestly, it might be worth even more than a million." The background noise on the other end gradually faded. Then, Kinsey spoke again, his tone