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Chapter 81: Raising Funds

"Yes," Chief Assistant Grayson responded.

 

Meanwhile, Zuri, who was trying to figure out how to gather the five million, had no idea she had almost lost a significant opportunity.

 

Arianwen was carrying something upstairs when she bumped into Dalia. "What are you holding?"

 

"These are gifts from the Ji, Yu, and Shu families. The Second Miss asked me to deliver them to her."

 

Dalia's gaze swept over the items in Arianwen's hands. Each one was invaluable. "Give them to me. Tell the Miss that I'll keep them safe."

 

Arianwen hesitated.

 

"What? Are you disobeying my orders?" Dalia's previously gentle voice turned icy.

 

"Alright."

 

Reluctantly, Arianwen handed over the items.

 

At that moment, Zuri's door opened, and her gaze fell on the items in Dalia's hands.

 

"Arianwen, you shouldn't trouble Madam with delivering things to me." Zuri walked toward Dalia.

 

Dalia smiled. "These are valuable. Let me keep them safe for you."

 

"No need. I'm not a child. If I can't handle these, how will I survive in the real world?" Zuri extended her hand.

 

Dalia didn't budge. "You don't need these right now. The calligraphy and antiques shouldn't be casually stored. If they get damaged, they become worthless. Your father happens to like these things. Let him enjoy them for a few days. You'll get them back."

 

Zuri chuckled, her eyes cold. She stepped closer to Dalia, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "Do you think your precious daughter is living too comfortably?"

 

A blatant threat!

 

Dalia was stunned, staring at her in shock.

 

"If you like them so much, keep them," Zuri said, stepping back with a chilling, eerie smile.

 

Without another word, Zuri turned and left.

 

Dalia, shaken by Zuri's unsettling smile, hurriedly handed the items back to Arianwen. "Quick, take these to the Second Miss."

 

Arianwen nodded and quickly followed.

 

That evening, Aaron and Dalia were lying in bed. Aaron, in a rare good mood, noticed his wife's discontent. "What's wrong?" he asked casually.

 

Dalia turned, her serious and heavy gaze meeting his. "Honey, don't you find Zuri a bit strange? Sometimes her gaze is quite unnerving."

 

Aaron scoffed. "You're overthinking."

 

"Really. Today, I just wanted to keep her valuable gifts safe, and she threatened me. Do you think she resents us? Might she harm us?" The more Dalia spoke, the more agitated she became, almost convinced of Zuri's malice.

 

Aaron's smile faded. "I know you don't like Zuri, but that's too much. She's our daughter. Saira, as close as she is to us, is still someone else's child."

 

Aaron had become increasingly satisfied with Zuri and less so with Saira. Thinking of how Christian had forsaken his family and father for that girl irritated him.

 

Dalia felt a pang of discomfort at the mention of Saira but wisely kept silent, instead saying, "I do want to get close to Zuri, but she's so distant."

 

"Treat her well, and she'll come around. Remember, Zuri is likely to marry into the Feng or Ye family. Be good to her," Aaron warned sternly.

 

Dalia was displeased. "She's my daughter too. I care about her. Don't talk as if I'm a stepmother."

 

"As long as you understand. Whether the Lin family advances depends on her," Aaron clarified, making sure she grasped the importance.

 

Dalia watched Aaron fall asleep, her eyes filled with resentment. To him, everything was about profit. His interest in Zuri was purely because she could benefit the Lin family.

 

Meanwhile, Zuri organized her birthday gifts, categorizing the valuable items for sale and setting aside the rest.

 

Once done, she called Azura.

 

"Azura, do you know anyone interested in antiques? I want to sell the pieces from the Ji and Shu families."

 

Azura was taken aback. "Do you need money?"

 

"Yes."

 

"I have three million here. Is that enough?" Azura offered directly.

 

"No need. Selling these two antiques will be enough."

 

Azura didn't question her further, assuring her, "Leave it to me."

 

After the call, Azura checked her contacts, all either young people or their elders. She hurried to her uncle's study and knocked.

 

"Come in."

 

Azura peeked in, "Uncle, do you know anyone who collects antiques? I want to sell two items."

 

The man behind the desk looked up, his deep eyes meeting hers. "Antiques?"

 

"Yes." Azura nodded.

 

"Zuri wants to sell them?"

 

Azura grinned, "Nothing gets past you, Uncle. She wants to sell them quickly."

 

"Bring them over."

 

"Make sure to find a buyer soon," Azura reminded him.

 

"Got it."

 

"You're the best, Uncle," Azura praised.

 

The next day, Zuri sent the items over. She expected a wait but received a transaction notification by the afternoon.

 

Seeing six million in her account, she immediately transferred the money to Evan, instructing him to start the project as soon as possible.

 

At YS Group, Fang Hao walked into Leo's office, plopping down on the couch and putting his feet up. He noticed a box on the coffee table, opening it to find a tea set and a calligraphy piece.

 

"When did you start collecting antiques?" Fang Hao asked, setting the items back down with little interest.

 

"Just a whim," Leo replied casually.

 

"How much did they cost?"

 

"Six million."

 

Fang Hao jumped up. "Leo, you got ripped off. These are worth at most four million. You overpaid by two million. I can't believe the shrewd Leo got conned."

 

He laughed, relishing in Leo's misfortune.

 

Unperturbed, Leo continued working.

 

"Who sold these to you? I'll find them and give them a lesson," Fang Hao offered grandly.

 

"No need."

 

Fang Hao sensed something unusual. "You're acting strange, Leo."

 

"Leave if you're done."

 

Fang Hao placed an invitation on Leo's desk. "Your childhood friend is getting married. She's invited you."

 

Leo glanced at the invitation before resuming his work.

 

Seeing his indifferent reaction, Fang Hao sighed inwardly. He knew that Fang Yao was bound to be disappointed.


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Chapter 82: Retribution

What doesn't belong to her will never be hers.

 

After completing his sister's task, Fang Hao tactfully left.

 

On a sunny afternoon, with a gentle breeze blowing, a disheveled figure emerged from the police station. His uniform was wrinkled, his face unshaven, and his entire body reeked of sweat. This man was none other than Manuel, who had caused a scene at Zuri's birthday party and had been taken away by the police. Since it wasn't a serious crime, he was released after a few days.

 

Manuel spat towards the police station in frustration. "Damn, what bad luck."

 

He headed directly to the slums in the western suburbs to find Rhea.

 

Seeing Manuel, Rhea turned to run.

 

With a few quick strides, Manuel blocked her path. "Why are you running?"

 

Terrified, Rhea backed away. "What do you want?"

 

"I'm just here to collect the remaining money. It's time you paid up."

 

"You didn't complete the task. Those ladies didn't pay me, so where am I supposed to get the money for you?" Rhea cowered in a corner, looking at him fearfully.

 

"I don't care. I did everything you asked. If it didn't succeed, that's not my problem. I even spent a few days locked up because of you. You owe me for those days too," Manuel demanded arrogantly.

 

"I have no money. If you want money, go to them. If you try to hurt me, I'll call the police."

 

"Call the police?" Manuel sneered, stepping forward and yanking Rhea by the hair, throwing her to the ground and pressing his foot on her. "Rhea, don't think I won't hurt you. Get two thousand dollars ready by next month, or you'll regret it." Manuel swaggered off.

 

After he left, Rhea scrambled up from the ground, her eyes red with anger.

 

"Zuri, it's all your fault!" she muttered through gritted teeth.

 

After a night of drinking and revelry with his friends, Manuel staggered down an alley, clutching a beer bottle and humming. Suddenly feeling the need to urinate, he relieved himself in a corner and prepared to leave. He sensed someone behind him and turned around, but saw no one in the dark alley.

 

He continued walking, but the feeling of being watched crept up again. He turned abruptly, but still saw nothing.

 

"Who's there?" he shouted.

 

The alley remained silent.

 

"Damn it," Manuel cursed.

 

Then, a low, sinister laugh echoed, chilling him to the bone.

 

Manuel's body tensed, and his eyes widened. "Don't come near me! I have a blessed charm on me," he shouted to bolster his courage.

 

A tall, shadowy figure appeared ahead, cloaked in black, face hidden under a hood, moving closer with each step.

 

Manuel screamed and turned to run, stumbling over a bottle and falling. The black figure kept approaching, and Manuel's screams grew louder.

 

A cold, mocking laugh cut through the air. "Manuel, long time no see."

 

Hearing the familiar voice, Manuel stopped screaming and looked up in surprise.

 

"You? How is it you?"

 

He couldn't believe it was Zuri standing before him.

 

Zuri smiled at him, her beautiful face looking eerie in the dim light.

 

Manuel's heart raced as he met her unsettling smile.

 

The flickering light made her face appear twisted.

 

"Are you human or a ghost?" Manuel stammered.

 

"What do you think?" Zuri chuckled.

 

Manuel scrambled to his feet, wanting to escape, but felt a heavy pull on his collar, choking him.

 

He turned around but saw no one; his collar was snagged on a wooden post.

 

Scanning the area, he found no sign of Zuri.

 

"I must be seeing things," Manuel muttered, hiccuping from the alcohol.

 

He continued walking, only to see a shadowy figure reappear, floating towards him without any legs.

 

"Ah!" Manuel screamed, "A ghost!"

 

He turned to run but crashed into a wall, splitting his head open.

 

Catching a glimpse of the shadow creeping closer, he scrambled away, shouting, "A ghost!"

 

No matter which way he ran, he kept hitting walls, the shadow always behind him.

 

His screams echoed in the alley, sounding like someone possessed, repeatedly running into the same wall.

 

After two hours, Manuel collapsed, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

 

As he lay there, a pair of calm footsteps approached and stopped beside him. A figure looked down at his twitching body, then turned and left.

 

The night is the source of fear.

The night is the end of pain.

 

The next day, on her way home, Rhea saw Manuel being carried back by others. From the neighbors, she learned that Manuel had gone mad after encountering something eerie in the demolition area.

 

Rhea's gloom lifted. "Serves him right!" she thought. "Too bad he didn't die. If only he had died of fright."

 

In high spirits, Rhea hummed a tune.

 

Just then, a neighbor approached her. "Rhea, you're finally back. Your father suddenly collapsed and vomited blood. He's been taken to the hospital. You need to go now. Your mother is waiting for you."

 

Rhea's smile vanished instantly.

 

At the hospital, she found her mother and brother outside the operating room. They seemed relieved to see her.

 

"Rhea, you're finally here," Mrs. Liu said, gripping her daughter's hand.

 

"Mom, what happened to Dad?" Rhea asked anxiously.

 

"The doctor said it's a stroke. What are we going to do? If he falls, our family is done for. Where will we get your brother's tuition and our living expenses? And his medical bills?" Mrs. Liu despaired, clutching Rhea's hand tightly.


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