Seeing that people started to gather around him, Casper got off his car to ask for directions.

He approached a middle-aged woman and asked politely, ‘Excuse me, can you tell me where People’s Community, No. 1 Apartment is?”

The woman’s expression, however, turned strange at the mention of the address.

He was bewildered. She appears to be trying hard to suppress a laugh. A sarcastic laugh, for that matter. But I can’t make out if she’s snickering at me or toward the family I’m looking for. This is weird.

Still trying hard to stifle a smile, the woman pointed her finger at the road. “Go along this road, turn left at the crossroads and then take a second right. Once you reach People’s Community, you can ask for more directions.”

Slowly, Casper realized that the elder woman was not the only one looking at him oddly.

A few other middle-aged men and women started to gather around him and they all shared the same, complicated expression with a mixture of suppressed laughter, sarcasm, sympathy, and even contempt.

Casper had never witnessed such a rich exhibition of facial expressions. Honestly, he was even more impressed by the fact that these were displayed on a group of people instead of just one person.

It looks like they are all familiar with Amelia’s family. I had no idea her family is so well-known in the community. Things may be worse than what I’d imagined.

Casper paused for a few more moments to digest the information.

He took a deep breath and was about to bid goodbye with the middle-aged woman when suddenly, she appeared as though she was hesitating to speak.

“Is something wrong?” Casper asked.

I ask why you are

Amelia’s classmate. She hasn’t been to class for a few days, so I thought I’ll

is dead set on trading their daughter in exchange for money. They won’t waste any more money on sending

voice their opinions. “The girl is kind and not at all like the rest of her horrible family,

they’ve definitely gone mad. They’ve borrowed money from literally everyone living within

of crisis. After all, we’ve been neighbors for

artists and will do anything for money. There’s no line

elder daughter and Harvey, they’re all

Harvey?” Casper asked

is Amelia’s father. He passed away a few years ago due

able to live luxuriously for a

cent for the daughter despite the sizeable inheritance from her father,” cried another woman. It was not difficult for one to detect the indignation in her tone at

finally understood why everyone had the

repulsed

I’m still going to look

those standing next to her

turning around in the alleyways, Casper finally arrived at

Floor, Building 1,

appeared to be a yard with

however, clashed bluntly with the rest of the community buildings, causing

immediate surroundings of the house

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