The Queen They Buried

Chapter 572

Just then, a glass hit the table with a loud thud as the village chief’s voice sounded, “Mr. Wilknow you’re from Rithol City and you’re a big

shot, but I bet you’re not the only important person who’s come here, right?”

The village chief’s small, cloudy eyes flashed with a flicker of cunning. He was certain that the two outsiders at Josephine’s place were definitely not just fruit merchants.

He thought, ‘I heard the demolition project was restarted, but hardly anyone had come to the village so far. I guess they just brought in the big shots directly.

‘For all I know, those two outsiders at Josephine’s place might be from Rithol City too!

“If you’re not willing to cooperate, I’m sure plenty of others would love to get involved,” the village chief taunted with a sly smile.

As the chief smirked, Santiago quickly tried to smooth things over, “Mr. Wilson, please don’t take it the wrong way. Honestly, who wouldn’t want to grab the demolition money and get out of this dump? It’s just that we’re all sitting on a gold mine, am I right?”

Bryan let out a low chuckle, “What I mean is, let me take over the gold mine. I’ll pay you a lump sum for it.”

The village chief’s expression darkened, and he questioned, “Mr. Wilson, wouldn’t that be a huge loss for me?”

that gold mine yourself?” Bryan shot back and his words struck a

had discovered the gold mine not long after the government announced the redevelopment project. The mine was hidden in the back mountain, on land owned by David. The village chief had secretly struck a deal with David, and they had agreed that he would stir up the

started operating, and David agreed. That was the real reason they’d been dragging

The village chief couldn’t mine the gold on his own, and he couldn’t find any parties who had

and keep quiet about it? I can use the redevelopment project in Ridgehaven Town as cover to mine the gold. By the time the project’s finished, the mine will be tapped out too. Isn’t that just

changing,

have a point, the village chief thought. ‘It’s not like I can do anything with the gold mine besides sitting on it. Getting

it go so

ourselves. In the end, you still need my input on

the green light, I guarantee you that Wilson Group won’t

old fox, and he immediately came up with a

I can’t get a good deal, then no one

case, I’ll still walk away

glass of wine and offered a toast, “Mr. Wilson, harmony brings wealth. Let’s do business amicably and we will both profit. How about we each

my suggestion: we both make a compromise. You give us 20% of the gold mine’s profits. The land where the mine sits actually belongs to one of our village’s biggest fruit farmers, so he deserves a share too. My dad already promised

as for the