Chapter 1253

Jack scanned the room. The furniture would never reach 800 thousand dollars in value—it was worth 8,000 dollars at most. Everyone surrounding them glared furiously at Nate—he had no intention of moving. Lorelai trembled with anger. Patricia shouted, "You bastards! You're robbing us in broad daylight!" Nate couldn't believe Patricia would scold an elder. He raised his knife. "Shout at me one more time, and I'll slit your throat! I'll end your lineage right here!" Patricia, still just a young woman, was petrified by what was unfolding. Jack stepped in front of her and said coldly, "So, you're not moving, huh?" "As long as I see the money, the house is yours," Nate replied, sneering at Jack. "Do you have the money? If you don't, then stop causing trouble." "Aren't you afraid we'll call the police and settle this through legal channels?" Jack shot back. Nate sneered dismissively. "Go ahead. Call them. Report all you want! I'm telling you—we've got people on the inside. Your little