The Queen They Buried

Chapter 571

By now, everyone in the village knew about that whole mess with Samuel, and they thought, ‘He still had enough shame to hide himself after pulling a stunt like that, leaving his old man to face the music for him‘

All those curious, scornful, and disgusted looks zeroed in on the village chief.

Still stinging from getting shut down by David, the village chief brushed the dust off his clothes and shot the crowd a nasty look with his shifty little eyes. “Oh, so you all think you’re real gutsy now, huh? What, are you here for the drama? Who are you staring at?” he barked.

Everyone around jumped at his outburst, and they shrank back and dropped their heads like a bunch of kids caught red–handed.

Watching the scene from a distance, Aubree frowned in disapproval. Behind her, Vincent couldn’t help but remark, “Is that supposed to be a village chief? Lle acts more like some local despot.”

They’d come today to finalize the deal for David’s fruit and also to see for themselves how the village chief would react.

Right at that moment, a black sedan rolled up and stopped in front of the village head. The door opened, and out stepped a man in a crisp suit. On the surface, he looked like a refined professional, but there was something sly and dangerous about him. He looked like the kind of guy who looked respectable but was rotten to the core. If one looked closely, one could see he shared a few features with the village chief.

Who’s that?” Aubree asked.

Vincent had been here long enough to figure out the key players in the village as he responded, “That’s the village chief’s eldest son.”

Aubree

car window. She couldn’t see the face clearly, but just from the figure, she was certain that Bryan

was saying, but the village chief’s face went through a few changes

“That’s Bryan,” Aubree said.

the villagers won’t get him anywhere now. He’s probably using his connections

land behind the mountains. We should have the results

fact, the two of them already had some suspicions about

really valuable. Otherwise, the village chief wouldn’t have turned down the demolition compensation and gone so far as to stall the whole project just to retain control

in Mistmere, the village chief’s eldest son, Santiago Frager, who had just been acting all high and mighty, was now reduced to a total lackey–bowing and scraping as he poured drinks for the three people in the

those three were none other than the county chief of Mistmere, Bryan,

fault that I didn’t recognize you, Miss Wilson, and let you suffer such grievances on your very first day

and the

Wilson Group was still firmly in Bryan’s hands. There was a world of difference between someone who truly held the reins of power in the

knew that, the smile on her face was stiff and

up, she should just let him go talk to the county chief, and she didn’t have to worry about anything else. After that, all she needed to do was stay with Bryan and keep an eye on how

soon as Bryan made his status known, he got the county chief to spill

that, and let’s get down to business,”