She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 550: Buried Alive

Gregory walked back to the jeep to take a rest.

Meanwhile, the tall and glamorous woman, accompanied by her three cronies, began to scout the area for a suitable spot. Coincidentally, it was right next to the mass grave.

She made a gesture with her finger and commanded expressionlessly, "This will do. Dig a hole here."

The three lackeys quickly got to work, taking shovels and sticks from the back seat of the car and started digging the hole.

Jonathan glanced at the chosen "auspicious site" and burst into laughter. "Well, well, look at this spot. It's right on the dragon's tail, which they say symbolizes success and prosperity. Does it mean that the Owen family is about to produce a high-ranking official?"

Layne wasn't well versed in the art of finding hidden energy, but he knew Jonathan was just joking around.

With a flat terrain and no rivers passing through it, how could this place be considered an auspicious site?

Seeing how things had escalated to this point, Layne tried to console Jonathan with a clear conscience.

This was truly an extraordinary occurrence.

"What does it matter to have a high-ranking official? The Owen family's century-old legacy is unmatchable by ordinary individuals."

Jonathan returned the compliment gracefully. "Oh, come on. The Edwards family has prospered since AD 1500; that's the true prestigious family!"

Their mutual compliments irritated the woman, causing her to frown, and she glared at them with cold eyes.

"Shut up, you two old codgers! Enough with the bickering!"

Digging a hole wasn't a difficult task for these three strong and robust young men, so they went about it swiftly.

Soon, a rectangular pit, over a meter deep and approximately 1. 5 meters wide, appeared before the two men's eyes.

One of the lackeys approached, used a knife to cut the ropes binding their wrists, then pressed them on their shoulders, and kicked them into the pit with his foot.

"Ouch!"

in pain, and sat up while

uncivilized. Don't you know how to respect the

my old bones shatter, you can forget

back to stand respectfully behind the woman, waiting for further instructions. Layne didn't fare any

his hand as he lowered his head to take a look... His palm was pressing down on a pale

it was buried in the

wiped it on his now-dirty white

of the deep hole, looking down at the two men, and sternly demanded, "Tell me, where's the

in return, "What

my works after all. Why didn't you say

shovel, adorned with black lace gloves, and began to toss the dirt around the two men. She sneered while muttering, "Stop playing dumb. I'm talking about the map you took from here twenty-two years ago. Speak up, or be prepared for

straightened her posture

to cooperate, she tossed the shovel to two men in black and instructed

organization.

dirt off her hands, she gracefully

moisture from the rain the previous night, and the earth carried a scent of decay and damp leaves

pungent smell made the two men frown and slow their

soil covered their bodies, robbing the surrounding air bit

Mr. Edwards looked up at the sky, where dark clouds were churning. It seemed

in the soil would be pushed out,

perish in such

he cautioned her, "Do you think killing me here won't

words, the woman raised her delicate hand, halting her subordinate's

"Stop."

"Yes."

as she gazed at Layne, her cold voice carrying a hint of mocking

so, old Mr.

still don't

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