Chapter 33

At the Lambert ancestral home in Linefort City.

Jasper’s hired muscle flew in by chopper and, while still several feet from the ground, yanked Vincent out and dumped him right at the doorstep of the Lambert ancestral horne,

Vincent, well into his fifties, nearly broke every bone in his old body!

“Dammit… Do you even know the law? This is assault, pure and simple!”

The bodyguard, sporting dark shades, Just gave a lopsided grin and sneered. “Our boss said we’re doing you a solid, dropping you home. You know exactly how you treated Ms. Noella–don’t play innocent!”

Vincent was speechless.

This was completely different!

Noella was just a heartless country bumpkin while he was the high and mighty CEO of the Lambert family!

After making the delivery, the bodyguard hopped back on the chopper and took off.

Blown around by the helicopter’s downdraft, Vincent’s hair was a mess, his suit was wrinkled, and his face was caked with dust and dirt, making him look like a beggar.

The actual beggars at the Lambert ancestral home’s gate nearly mistook him for one of their

own.

Vincent was fuming. He whipped out his phone to call the cops, but, of course, there was no signal!

Maddox, who was in charge of guarding the old homestead, spotted Vincent and hurried over to greet him.

“Mr. Lambert, why didn’t you give us a heads–up? Here to donate?”

Vincent was speechless again.

He was too proud to come back home without fanfare, always making a big show of donating like 30 to 50 grand, turning it into a spectacle the whole village knew about.

Vincent changed the subject. “How come there’s not even a proper road in this place?”

“Ah, Mr. Lambert, you’re here to fund road construction? That’s fantastic! I’ll go tell the mayor right now!”

Vincent quickly grabbed him.

“No, no, get me out of here first. My phone’s got no signal; I can’t make any donations to the village!”

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“What? Mr. Lambert, you’re also gonna build us a cell tower? That’s amazing!”

dumb because of his selective

want to shell out cash for these yokels. He

deal to negotiate. Get me out of here. Does this village even have

grinned from ear to ear. “Sure do. Let me pull it here for

kind of

Vincent looked

blood, sweat, and tears to make something of himself in Tranquility City, to become a known and respected tycoon. He never

house

by the door–a mature tree of this variety could easily fetch 200 grand at auction.

was behind this renovation. Why would he spend money on fixing

Briony, secretly spruced up the place to surprise the family?

about it, the more it

amazing

the Rosenberg family had hit a rough patch, it was still not to be underestimated, given its previous glory. Besides,

Milford, unlike Noella, who was always so lukewarm

need to talk about Briony’s engagement with the

his happy thoughts, Vincent’s daydream was

ox cart!

better days,

Hop on,

“There’s transportation

and you’ll be in Linefort City

Vincent remembered.

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hadn’t come back for years was because it was such a hassle to leave! Linefort City had no airport; he would have to

he couldn’t brag about it, so he donated to Tranquility City’s overpass instead, barely making it onto the donor list among all the

Once it gets light, the old ox has to plow

his nose and climbed atop the ox cart, dodging cow dung

signaled to a beggar, “Take Mr. Lambert to town.”

Vincent’s

figure. He pulled out a smartphone equipped with satellite GPS and dialed

Mr. Lambert said about donating for roads and a cell tower

“Appreciate it.”

face split into a grin.

toast a long time ago, not to mention the renovations you funded for

It’s the least I could

at the video Maddox sent her and then locked

village nestled in the Linefort City mountains, where Old Mrs. Lambert had weathered her

at Tranquility City Police Station.

the slammer door and let the Lambert

looking all kinds of wiped, waited at

gobsmacked at the sight of him!

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