I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes. “So… you’re not going to pay him back?”
“What’s there to pay for? We’re practically family already.”
Before I could answer, her phone rang.
She shot me a smug look. “See? He couldn’t stand it when I didn’t reply.”
She put the phone on speaker, chin high.
“Ms. Wynn,” a deep voice said, completely emotionless, “I don’t know what game you’re playing, but if you don’t transfer the compensation within three days, I’ll call the police.”
My sister blinked, stunned. “Didn’t I tell you to come to my house?”
“I don’t have time for nonsense,” he said curtly. “If I don’t receive the payment, we’ll settle this legally.”
And with that, he hung up.
My sister’s triumphant expression froze on her face.
Adrian hung up, and my sister just tossed her hair, unfazed.
“He’s just playing hard to get. You’ll see—he’ll be back.”
Right on cue, there was a knock on the door.
My sister’s face lit up. “See? I told you!”
She practically skipped to the door, flung it open—
—only to find the village chief and a crowd of angry villagers glaring at her.
They shoved their way inside. The village chief’s face was dark with fury.