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Alvin calmly pulled out his phone, turned the screen toward the chief, and played a video. The star of the video was none other than the county chief–the very man the village chief thought was untouchable.

Alvin stated, “It doesn’t matter if I really want to help you or not. You have no other options.

“The police have already sent people to check out the mountain behind the village. Soon, it won’t matter whether you confess or not.””

“Of course, you’ve lived half your life already. Maybe you’re ready to face the consequences. But what about your three sons? Are they ready for that too?”

“If they knew about this, that makes them accomplices, and they won’t get away either.”

The village chief’s expression shifted, but Alvin seized the moment and pressed on, “I know you’ve got a consent form with every Ridgehaven. Town resident’s signature. With that form, it means every household agrees to the demolition. Hand it over to me, and I’ll get you out of here. Or, better yet, I can ensure that the gold mine mess has nothing to do with you. You’ll still get your demolition compensation and live out the rest of your life in peace.”

The chief readily agreed.

He really had no other choice. Without the county chief, he was nothing–let alone going up against someone like Alvin.

As for why he didn’t count on Bryan–well, if Bryan had covered his tracks flawlessly, now that everything had come to light, he’d be too busy saving his own skin to help anyone else.

village chief’s guess was right on the money. When Bryan signed the gold mine profit–sharing agreement with the village chief, he didn’t use Wilson Group’s name, but instead used a front company under the supervision of one of his subordinates. Still,

knew the village chief

Turner Group and Aubree. Not wanting to get burned

Alvin got it, he left the interrogation room and made a call,

chief lived or died,

I still had to look out for

you’re doing?!” On the other side, Aubree and Vincent had just stepped

scream.

voice was laced

moment they pushed open the door, they saw a thuggish–looking man who looked a lot like the village chief, flanked by three others. Opposite them was Josephine, who was trembling as she tried to shield her son,

the house that could be smashed had

was the village chief’s second

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look at Aubree and instantly recognized

themselves–what really ntade him nervous was

greeting you properly,