Chapter 158 Your Funeral

“Ms. Smith, you’re here!”

Some in the group recognized Josephine.

Although she had only taken over the project for less than two days, the group of construction workers already knew who she was.

All the previous managers would only hide in their offices and never show their faces.

Josephine was the only one who would show up at the construction site the entire day.

Moreover, she would occasionally give them a hand in their work.

“Everyone, don’t panic. Put down your weapons first.” The first thing Josephine did was calm her men down. Despite their apprehension, they still obeyed her and put down the shovels and steel pipes in their hands.

“Have you called the police?” Josephine looked in their direction.

“We have!”

Her men nodded.

When she heard that they did, Josephine’s mind was put at ease. Then, she turned to the group of men clad in black. “Who are you? Why are you wrecking our construction site and assaulting my men?”

“Are you the one who’s in charge?” A brawny man, Hagar, walked out from among the men in black. His entire arm was also covered by black-colored tattoos.

looked that he

showed

Josephine a cold stare. “Do you know that your construction site

Josephine couldn’t

which she had just taken over the last few days, belonged to the Blackwood family previously. Given their strong-handed methods, it was plausible that

seize the Smith family’s land without any

office to verify your claims.” Since she had taken

also gave us the same excuse. However,

to Hagar’s demands. “How am I going to pay you anything without any information or

words. “In that case, you leave

those men in black raised their metal pipes

equipment, Josephine threatened anxiously, “Destroying private property

here?” Unfazed, Hagar snorted loudly, “Even they will listen to reason. You have occupied our land for almost a year now without compensating a single penny, and

stop them. Unfortunately, before she could get far, Hagar approached to shove her aside.

hand appeared out of

to your body.” Glaring at Hagar coldly, Jonathan gave

excruciating

his men brandished

to give them a look. With a stomp of his feet, a

your maker, I’ll personally

pulling out the steed rod from his thigh. In a blink of an eye, blood gushed out from his open

so gruesome that Hagar’s

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