Love Unbreakable

Chapter 147

I Don't Know Him Raegan couldn't bring herself to turn Henley down, so with a hint of reluctance, she agreed to call him later.

Once Henley departed, Raegan called for a taxi and set off directly for the cemetery.

This rural cemetery, unlike the orderly urban ones, was a patchwork of simple dirt graves.

Nonetheless, Raegan had ensured her grandmother's resting place was marked with a tombstone.

Upon discovering the tombstone smeared with red paint, rage surged through Raegan, shaking her to the core, She paid a visit to a nearby family, residing close to the cemetery, and inquired about the incident.

The family, unfamiliar with Raegan, remembered her grandmother well.

Learning Raegan was her descendant, they revealed a villager was responsible, claiming an unsettled debt.

This villager, they said, had faced their attempts to mediate, but his troublesome reputation prevented further confrontation.

Raegan, unaware of any debts her grandmother might have had, was filled with increasing exasperation.

Yet, cleaning the defiled tombstone took precedence.

She borrowed cleaning tools from the family and set to work on the grave, tears accompanying her efforts.

With resolve hardening amidst her grief, she silently pledged to seek justice for her grandmother.

After restoring the grave's dignity, Raegan entrusted the family with two thousand dollars, assigning them the care of the site and requesting updates on any troubles.

The family accepted, their own financial straits binding them to this place.

Raegan then obtained the address of the villager and began her search in town.

But before she could locate him, a call from Mrs.

Barton, her neighbor, interrupted, informing her of a mob intent on demolishing her house, with even the property's owner on site.

Rushing to the scene, Raegan arrived to find a throng of people and the police already engaged.

The property's owner, spotting Raegan, sourly declared, "Raegan, we are neighbors.

We bought this house from your uncle.

You wanted to rent it and we've agreed.

But your collusion with your uncle has led to deception.

We don't want to rent to you now.

Make it clear to everyone that you and your uncle have no claims here." Confusion gripped Raegan.

Since Brent’s detainment after the hospital incident, she had no contact with him.

Before Raegan could seek clarification, she was yanked to the ground by her hair.

now!" A young police officer present at the scene stepped

a

for violence,” he

vacate the property she had

face with the very image of that notorious villager, the one who

scoffed, “What if I did? Would you have bothered

our life's savings for retirement!" Beside Raegan, a young police officer filled

Brent had rolled into town in

villagers to invest, promising returns,

he had already sold the house out, which was ironic considering Raegan

vanished into

was thick with accusations, painting Raegan as Brent's accomplice

dispute at hand, and the fact that the money was given willingly to Brent, the

was a ghost, and wrath turned toward

of blame directed

villagers, who questioned if their investments would return with

police officer's face clouded with sorrow as he explained the

imprisonment awaited him, and those money was as good as gone.” Despair

the stark reality of

her savings eroded in her

money, a train of mix -ups occurred as a result of Raegan’s decision to rent

of the disaster, she implored the crowd, "How much did Brent take from

Ardlens and her university education, was assumed

Raegan's quick tally estimated a staggering three

at a young age to pursue her education, Raegan

expressions spoke volumes of their lifelong

labor had yielded them a nest egg, now plundered

formed a tight line as she

I'll just stand by since I have no part in his dealings all the time.” The young police officer offered reassurance, "Fear

won't fool anyone again.” The villagers, filled with hope,

money, then.” Raegan faltered momentarily, confessing, "The funds aren't on

apartment in Ardlens." Her apartment, burdened by a mortgage, would net her approximately 1.8 million after the

would need to be gradually earned from her

soured the crowd's

yet now speak

chimed

likely a con artist, same as Brent.” The crowd's restlessness surged, their

the turmoil, Raegan climbed atop a chair, commanding, "Stop arguing." Silence

my word to resolve Brent's debt and I intend to

elderly woman pressed, "We demand

can't give you a date, yet I assure you, I'll

job’s salary would have to suffice for

resist saying, "See? She's

by a pretty

calm was shattered once again by the rising

troublemaker hadn't yet

confronted him, "Has Brent indeed borrowed from you?” He

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