Good thing Agnes was quick on her feet, so that bucket of water only dampened the hem of her dress.

The woman was fierce and intimidating. “Get out! Now! You’re not welcome here.”

Agnes said calmly, “Mrs. Fabian, I just want to talk to you. I mean no harm.”

Mrs. Fabian looked impatient. “I have nothing to discuss with journalists. Leave now or I’ll kick you out.” With that, Mrs. Fabian slammed the door shut.

Agnes found herself left out in the cold.

She sighed. This was a tough nut to crack, no chance for a conversation at all.

But Agnes was not one to give up so easily. She stood at the doorstep, plotting her next move.

Soon after, she heard the barking of dogs in the alleyway, and clearly someone else was approaching.

a sleek black overcoat, came in slowly with the backdrop of the setting sun.

Jared was like swallowing a calming pill for Agnes, whose anxiety

her and noticing her damp

get in and start a conversation. Do you

replied, “Let

Agnes was hopeful. After all, Jared was famously known as a skilled negotiator

in no time, the door swung open.

or I’ll call the police.” The same woman’s voice, filled with murderous intent. Seeing two people at her doorstep, she snarled, “What now, you brought reinforcements? Don’t think

you’re gone, who will take care of

to hit a nerve. The woman’s expression changed visibly, her faux ferocity falling apart in an

I’m a journalist, I’m not here to discuss your eviction. I’m working on a special

Mrs. Fabian’s expression softened as she asked, “So you’re not here on behalf of the government to force

Evictions are not within my jurisdiction, Mrs. Fabian. We’re

but finally opened her door. “Come in, both

exchanged a glance before

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