Chapter 1005 Compensation

Ronald's expression was grim. “Ms. Stovall I agree to register my children's birth. I will agree to any condition you state.”

With a frown, Boris replied before I could. “No need!”

As we were talking, the crowd scurried into the house. Boris pulled me aside and stood in front of me protectively. As the house was tiny, only a few men stormed in.

"Ronald Weeder, why are you hiding? Your daughter killed someone. Hand her to us before we take action!"

“Let's not waste time. Find that b*tch now so she'll pay for killing Fritz!” With that, the men started ransacking the house.

Soon, the house was in shambles. The farmers couldn't find Ann, so they changed their target to Ronald instead. As Ronald's house was too small, they brought him out.

Immediately, the crowd surrounded Ronald's family and began abusing them verbally. Fritz's mother would've given Ronald a beating if someone hadn't stopped her.

tried to persuade the Wolfsens to discuss instead of resorting to violence; some supported their decision to avenge their son's death. It was utter chaos. Ronald and

Ronald knew there was nothing else he could do to turn the situation around,

grabbed my arm. I looked down and realized it was

Stovall. Save

my brows. “Amy, I

my answer. Boris sighed in relief and said, “You can't interfere. Remember, you're

knew that well, hence I rejected her without

down and demanded arrogantly, “A life for a life. Ronald Weeder, your daughter isn't here, so you should pay us

he roared. “Kurt Wolfsen, how

daughter killed my son and escaped. I'm being nice cos I didn't kill your entire

if you want. My husband will find Ann for you so you can avenge your son. Don't hurt

as I could neither understand nor accept the

second daughter is fourteen, right? My son's dead, so she shall give birth to my children. Find that b*tch for me. Otherwise, I swear I'll kill you, Ronald

siblings. “You're Alma, right? Your parents gave you to me. Come,

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