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?”

guts to open up that

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 orchard farmers to resist the demolition,

once the gold mine started operating, and David agreed. That

problem was that the authorities were monitoring everything closely, and no one dared to take such a huge risk. The village chief couldn’t mine the gold on his own,

plan, “Look, it’s not like you can mine the gold yourself anyway. Why not just take a lump sum and keep quiet about it? I can use the redevelopment project in Ridgehaven Town as cover to mine

kept changing, but

gold mine besides sitting on

let it

tightened as he replied, “Mr. Wilson, let’s not kid ourselves. In the end, you still need my input on this to get the

give the green light, I guarantee

chief really was a sly old fox,

‘If I can’t get a good deal, then no

I’ll still walk

Let’s do business amicably and we will both profit. How about we each take a step

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 him 20%

as for the