novelraw Chapter 769: Forced
Chapter 769: Forced
A figure stepped out from the back of the crowd.
"Mr. Henry Stanton!"
Dottie’s Dad immediately turned his head when he heard the familiar voice.
Cece walked out from the back of the crowd and greeted Dottie’s Dad amiably, "Uncle."
"Don’t call me!" Dottie’s Dad frowned and said, "It’s all because of you that I almost disrupted the old lady’s funeral!"
It is extremely disrespectful to disrupt a funeral.
Cece feigned ignorance and said, "I don’t know what you’re talking about," then turned to Henry Stanton.
Henry Stanton had a very bad feeling and wanted to stop Cece from speaking, but it was too late—
"Mr. Henry Stanton," Cece said with a smile, "You’ve placed an order worth over ten thousand with our store, and the flowers have been delivered. The boss also mentioned that they’ll waive a little of the remaining amount. Here’s eight hundred bucks; please take it."
Cece took out a stack of bills and handed them to Henry Stanton.
Henry Stanton was so frightened that he took a step back, instinctively waving his hand: "No... I..."
"Henry Stanton!" Dottie’s Dad shouted loudly, his face flushed red, seething with the anger of being tricked.
Having worked for years, Dottie’s Dad was physically no weaker than Henry Stanton’s bodyguards.
With that shout, Henry Stanton was so shocked he almost lost his senses.
But he quickly recovered and pushed Cece, saying, "You leave, you leave!"
Cece stood still and asked, "Sir, don’t you want your money?"
"What money! You’ve got it wrong, just leave, leave!" Henry Stanton quickly pushed Cece away.
Yet to his surprise, even though he used considerable strength, the seemingly fragile girl stood immovably in place.
Cece’s lips curled slightly, and she raised her thumb in admiration, saying, "Sir, you are indeed as wealthy as people in town say, not even needing eight hundred bucks. It’s true that generous people tend to earn more easily. I wish you the best with building your million-dollar villa soon!"
Henry Stanton’s face darkened, and he yelled angrily, "What nonsense are you spouting, woman? Someone, quickly, get her out of here!"
The bodyguards immediately stepped forward, but this time Cece took large strides and left voluntarily.
Just as Henry Stanton breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he could use his eloquence to twist the truth, a group of carpenters appeared in view.
"Mr. Henry Stanton! We’ve had the help of a designer and have designed your villa; here are the plans for you to see!"
"Mr. Henry Stanton, we are carpenters too. When you build your million-dollar villa, I can be the contractor."
Several carpenters volunteered, and every word was heard clearly by the villagers.
A large bead of sweat rolled down Henry Stanton’s forehead.
Why did they all have to show up at this moment...
It was as if they had been instructed by someone...
Before Henry Stanton could finish his thoughts, the village chief tapped his cane and asked in a low voice, "Henry Stanton, do you have anything else to say now?"
"I..." Henry Stanton gritted his teeth, his mind racing.
These fools, insisting on asking for money in such a setting? Fine, then he won’t give them a cent; otherwise, once he opens his wallet, they’d keep coming back for seconds, thirds...
It would be a never-ending cycle of giving money.
He can’t give in!
"You all go back first," Henry Stanton said to the carpenters, "I’ll contact you later."
The carpenters cooperated happily and left cheerfully.
"Henry Stanton," Dottie’s Dad said, gripping his hoe tightly, coldly demanding, "Your family owes us wages, and today you must pay us back with interest!"