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.

you are looking for

for a few days, so I thought I’ll check up

on trading their daughter in exchange for money. They won’t waste

the woman seemed to have opened the floodgate for more people to voice their opinions. “The girl is

borrowed money from literally everyone living within in

a hand to them in times of crisis. After all, we’ve been neighbors for the longest time. The problem is, they’ve never paid back any of the money they’ve

do anything for money. There’s no line that

the elder daughter and

Casper asked

a few years

family was able to live luxuriously for a little

father,” cried another woman. It was not difficult for one

understood why everyone had the same

repulsed by Amelia’s

worried about my friend, so I’m still going

woman let out a long sigh. Neither she nor those standing next to her could understand how a sweet girl like Amelia was related to a family who had no

of turning around in the alleyways, Casper finally arrived

Building

be a yard

house, however, clashed bluntly with the rest of the community

house were deserted sandlot

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