Chapter 1920

That night, I told Enoch what happened.

He didn't come home every day. If it wasn't their anniversary, Annette wouldn't have gone to the market.

Enoch was furious. Without telling Annette, he took me back to the market and asked me to point out every man and woman who had bullied us.

The market folks lined up in rows, like lambs waiting for slaughter. They kept their heads down and didn't dare to utter a sound.

Why? Because they were poor. They had contracts with the market, each carrying huge rent debts.

They had no choice but to follow Enoch's orders. In fact, he didn't even need to be there.

manager gave the commands, and he didn't even have the clout to

stood there, pointing out the ones

meek sheep. They groveled before Enoch. "We

but Enoch didn't

up, smashed their goods into the

all it took to push them to the

goods were their livelihood. Without them, they'd be homeless and die in

them, death isn't the worst. Cutting


meant no hope. The worst torment wasn't

my heart. They took root, sprouting into a

the top was huge. The bottom slaved away

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