novelraw Chapter 705: The Grave Was Leveled
Chapter 705: The Grave Was Leveled
Blocking their way wasn't a person.
It was a large gate, with a sign saying "Bayberry Ridge Resort Toll Station."
Arlo Yarbrough walked up to the toll station.
A young girl inside glanced out at him.
"Three tickets? That'll be three hundred."
Arlo Yarbrough waved his hand and said, "Sorry, may I ask, why is there a charge for Bayberry Ridge now?"
The girl rolled her eyes at Arlo Yarbrough.
She said, "It's become a resort, of course there's a charge. Do you expect it to be free?"
"What kind of talk is that? We're here to visit a grave. What do you mean by saying it's free?"
"Visiting a grave? What grave? What kind of grave can you visit in a resort? If you don't buy a ticket, don't block the way. Move aside."
The girl said disdainfully.
Arlo Yarbrough was about to get angry.
Dirk Carter stopped him.
He took out three hundred-dollar bills and handed them over, saying, "We'll buy the tickets."
The girl tossed three tickets back to them.
Three adults and a child.
They climbed up the stone path.
As expected.
Bayberry Ridge used to be a barren mountain.
Now, not only were there many new recreational facilities, but also a series of guesthouses, blending harmoniously with the natural scenery, offering a unique charm.
When they reached the gravesite.
Dirk Carter was dumbfounded.
The place where his parents' graves were was now a pile of rubble.
The tombstones were shattered and carelessly tossed on the ground, surrounded by piles of construction materials. It seemed they planned to build something here.
"Who are you people? What are you doing here?"
At this moment.
A middle-aged man wearing a yellow hard hat came over.
He waved them off, saying, "This is a construction zone, no sightseeing allowed."
"Sir, may I ask, what's the deal with this cemetery?"
Dirk Carter asked, trying to control his anger.
"What do you mean what's the deal? The cemetery was in the way of our construction, so of course, it was removed. What? Does this cemetery have something to do with you?"
The middle-aged man asked.
Dirk Carter nodded.
He said, "This is my parents' cemetery."
"Oh, your parents' cemetery, fine. Then wait here, I'll arrange for the workers to come over and you can take the ashes away, saving us the trouble of throwing them out."
After saying that.
The middle-aged man took out his phone.
Dirk Carter grabbed his hand.
He asked, "Sir, I'm asking why you bulldozed my parents' cemetery. Did you notify me?"
"Why should we notify you? We leased this mountain, everything on it is our asset, including the cemetery. Can't we handle it as we please?"
The middle-aged man replied nonchalantly, with his head held high.
"Sir, are you not from Serenity State?"
Dirk Carter continued to ask.
The middle-aged man was taken aback.
He said, "I am, I'm from Stillwater County, what's the matter?"
Dirk Carter couldn't suppress his anger anymore, shouting, "Being from Serenity State, you should know that destroying someone's ancestral grave is like killing their parents. You destroyed my parents' cemetery without my consent, and you think you're justified?"
"I've been talking nicely, and you're yelling at me like this? Who do you think you are? I was going to return the urns to you, but with that attitude, forget it. Get out of here, you're not welcome."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man also became furious.
He cursed and took out his phone.
He dialed a number.
He shouted into the phone, "Brother Yao, someone is causing trouble."
After saying that.
He put away his phone.
Pointing at Dirk Carter, he continued, "A bunch of brats, daring to cause trouble here without knowing what place this is. When Brother Yao arrives, I'll smash all your parents' urns. Let's see if you still dare to act tough."
"You dare!"
Arlo Yarbrough shouted.
The middle-aged man sneered.
He said, "Try me. I've never been afraid of anyone in my life."
At this moment.
There were shouts from behind.
A middle-aged man wearing a polo shirt, with a large belly and accompanied by seven or eight men in security uniforms, swaggered over.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately went up to him fawningly.
He whispered something into the plump man's ear.
The plump man frowned upon hearing.
He walked up to Dirk Carter, looked at the broken tombstone on the ground, and asked, "Is this your family's cemetery?"
"Yes!"
Dirk Carter replied.
The plump man nodded.
He said, "Couldn't find you before, the land use fee is 100,000. Pay it, and you can take the ashes; otherwise, the ashes will be used as fertilizer here. Your choice!"
"This cemetery land belongs to my parents, why should I pay you?"
Dirk Carter asked.
The plump man chuckled.
He said, "This mountain is mine. If I tell you to pay, you'd better pay unless you want to try me."
I've seen unreasonable people.
But never this unreasonable.
Dirk Carter sneered.
He said, "You say this mountain is yours, do you have proof?"
"Proof? What proof do I need? I leased it from the town government. Do I still need to show you proof? Who do you think you are?"
"The town government? Who's in charge of Bayberry Town now?"
Dirk Carter asked.
Upon hearing this, both Brother Yao and the middle-aged man with the hard hat laughed heartily.
Brother Yao shook his plump body.
He said, "In charge? Why? If I give you a name, would you call him here with one phone call?"
"Just tell me."
Dirk Carter said.
The hard hat man looked disdainful.
He said, "Fine, I can tell you. It's Zach Griffin, Secretary Griffin. If you can call him here, I won't hold your bold words against you."
"Zach Griffin?"
When Dirk Carter heard the name, he was stunned.
Wasn't this guy his secretary when he worked in Sunglow Town?
What?
It's been a few years, and he's moved up to be in charge of Bayberry Town?
Dirk Carter took a deep breath.
He found Zach Griffin's number on his phone and dialed it.
"Boss, why are you calling me?"
Zach Griffin, who received the call, was quite excited.
Dirk Carter glanced at Brother Yao, who was looking smug, and said, "I don't care where you are, get to Bayberry Ridge Resort immediately, run here!"
After saying this, Dirk Carter hung up the phone.
Brother Yao was taken aback.
He asked, "Did you just call Secretary Griffin?"
"He'll be here soon."
Dirk Carter replied.
Brother Yao suddenly burst into laughter.
He sneered, "You're quite the actor, ordering Secretary Griffin to run over here. Why don't you call the County Committee secretary and have him run over too?"