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"what happened?"

"It seems to have hit something."

The car door opened, and Ryan, who was closest, leaned out to take a look.

Soon, he looked back at Robb nervously and said, "Brother, it seems you bumped into someone."

"I should have sued you."

At this time, the person who was hit by Ryan, a young man who looked about the same age as everyone else, came over holding his waist in pain and said,

"But if you give me a bag of beef jerky, we'll be done with it."

To everyone's surprise, he did not ask for an exorbitant amount of money, but just pointed to the beef jerky in Heather's hand as his compensation.

Heather and Nikki looked at each other and smiled unexpectedly. They thought this man was very interesting, and when they were about to agree, Robb stopped them.

He turned his head to look at the young man in the heavy rain and said coldly: "You can call the police. My front camera is on and can prove that you deliberately hit the front of the car."

With Robb's ability, he would not accidentally hit someone unless it was intentional.

He always paid attention to what was ahead when driving and was not distracted at all.

If he still hit someone, there is only one possibility.

The person who was hit did it on purpose.

At this moment, hearing what Robb said, the people in the car looked at each other, while the young man outside the car spread his hands and pretended to be helpless:

"Hey~ bro, I don't care anymore. You don't have to be like this."

Hearing this, Ryan and the others wanted to say something, but seeing that Robb still had an expressionless look on his face, and everyone was sitting in his car, they finally chose to shut up.

Seeing this, the young man could only change the subject:

"Okay, just consider it my fault. You can see the terrible weather right now. I wanted to stop a car and ask a kind person to give me a ride, but I didn't expect an accident to happen. This is something no one wants to see."

"Everyone, can you give me a ride? I had a conflict with my girlfriend and she cruelly left me on the road."

"Sure, I'll pay for the ride. How about $60?"

$60 is a good fare.

If it were Ryan, Kenny and the others, they would definitely agree.

But Robb was none of them.

"Get lost." He said coldly.

The guy outside the car was trying hard to get in, and it was obvious that he had bad intentions.

Robb turned on his psychic vision and took a quick look, but when he saw that it had nothing to do with the supernatural, he lost interest.

No matter what the other party wanted to do, he had no interest in causing more trouble. The simplest and most direct way was to just kick him aside.

God is merciful and kind, and this can be considered a kind of protection for the other party.

Like now.

Robb, who had received an unexpected fortune and was kind-hearted, was too lazy to pay any more attention to the young man. He closed the car door, stepped on the accelerator, and left on his own.

The young people who stayed behind could only curse in the heavy rain.

As a habitual thief, he heard Heather and others chatting in the supermarket just now. Knowing that they were going to a large manor, he became interested and planned to find an opportunity to blend in with them and go to the manor to continue his stealing career.

Not to mention anything else, just collecting the silver tableware from those historic villas and manors can sell for a lot of money.

Unexpectedly, the mission failed right at the start.

It is impossible to call the police.

The young man, who knew his own affairs, could only look for another target in disappointment after a fit of impotent rage.

Little did he know that Robb actually saved his life.

……

On the road.

Robb told everyone his guess.

Ryan and Kenny thought Rob was making a big deal out of nothing and just felt sorry for the $60 fare.

Heather and Nikki nodded.

As women, they attach more importance to security.

Seeing that we are getting closer and closer to Newt Town.

Heather suddenly felt hesitant.

"Are you okay?" Nikki asked with concern.

"I'm fine," Heather nodded.

After a moment of silence, she couldn't help but say, "I'm just wondering where my true destiny is. With my adoptive parents who have lied to me for so many years and are not my biological parents? Or with my grandmother who I've never met but has a true blood connection with?"

"Complicated family life!" Nikki sighed.

Heather's boyfriend Ryan then turned around and said to his girlfriend seriously: "No matter what, blood is thicker than water."

"Blood is thicker than water...yeah~" Heather murmured.

Through the rearview mirror, Robb glanced at the people in the car, smiled and said nothing.

"Here is the place."

Soon, he spoke and pointed to the road sign ahead.

Everyone looked.

On the road sign, it was clearly written "Newt Town Welcomes You" and "Population 2306".

(Thanks to "Tudan Suisan" for his certification, and thanks to all the book friends for their gifts and support. I will add another chapter.)

(Also, the plot should be easy to guess now. Why do so many people think of Jennifer's body?)

Chapter 112 Chapter Real Estate

"Robb, should we go to your place first or Heather's?"

As the number of houses on the street gradually increased, Nikki, knowing that she and the others had already entered the town, asked Robb.

"Heather's lawyer is waiting here. Let's go to her first. I'm not in a hurry." Robb replied.

"Thanks, Robb," Heather thanked.

Then, she looked outside at the signpost without blinking.

Soon, Heather pointed and said, "Homestead Road, right here. Robb, turn left."

Robb nodded.

Not long after, under Heather's guidance, the car stopped in front of an iron gate.

Surrounding it is a long wall with weeds and vines growing wildly.

Inside the iron gate is a long road with no end in sight, and rows of tall and lush trees on both sides.

"Wow~ There must be something interesting in here." Nicky exclaimed as she leaned forward to the window.

"Like a castle or something like that." Ryan took over with a smile.

He was in a very good mood because he didn't expect that the inheritance left by his girlfriend's grandmother was so large.

After all, it’s his girlfriend’s fault.

Kenny, who still lives in a few dozen square meters, was very envious: "Congratulations, Heather, you have inherited a large fortune."

Heather smiled.

Robb was also a little envious.

Not to mention what the inside is like, just the huge space outside that stretches as far as the eye can see is something he could never dream of in the past and even now.

Everyone got out of the car.

Because the iron gate was closed and they couldn't get in for the time being, they could only wait for Heather's lawyer to arrive.

Five minutes later, a white car drove over and an old man with gray hair and a suit got out.

He was holding a document and the first thing he looked at was Heather and said, "You are Heather, right? You look just like your grandmother."

Heather quickly stepped forward: "I'm Heather, you are Mr. Farnsworth, right? Thank you for coming."

"It's nothing. I'm happy to serve Bernard, your grandmother. She's a very nice and friendly person. Although she's not very welcome here." Farnsworth said, pointing to the letters "BITCH" that were obviously spray-painted on the iron gate.

Heather looked back, unsure of what to say.

Robb, who also noticed this scene, glanced at it and then paid no more attention to it.

He is too lazy to ask about other people's family affairs.

The person in front of him is called Farnsworth, isn’t he the person recommended to him by the law firm before?

When Farnsworth quickly handed Heather the documents, property keys, iron door password, and the letter that Bernard had left for Heather, which he repeatedly emphasized to read, he was ready to leave.

Robb walked up to the other party and said, "Lawyer Farnsworth, I wonder if Lawyer Mond has informed you of my situation. I also have an inherited property here, and I want to entrust it to a professional for sale."

Farnsworth's face changed, and he nodded quickly, "You are Mr. Robb, right? Mond told me about it during the previous phone call. Don't worry, I am a professional. I will sell it to you at a price that will satisfy you."

With the arrival of new business, Farnsworth was not in a hurry to leave, but patiently introduced the relevant information about the property sale to Robb.

He is very enthusiastic.

Compared with inheritance entrustment, the commission from selling a house is higher.

After all, Bernard's will specifically instructed his heirs not to sell the house.

Farnsworth then suggested, "Mr. Robb, you haven't seen the property that belongs to you yet. If possible, I can take you to get it appraised now."

"Of course." Robb nodded.

He went back and told Heather and the others.

"Wouldn't you like to go in and take a look first?" Nikki asked.

"No, you guys go shopping. I'll meet you later." Robb waved his hand.

It's not your own house.

Compared to having fun, making money is the most important thing.

To make it convenient for Heather and others, Robb did not drive, but handed the car keys to Nikki and let them drive first.

He got into Farnsworth's car and headed towards his adoptive father's old house.

More than twenty minutes later.

Robb and Farnsworth arrived in front of a very ordinary American two-story house.

It was nothing compared to the property Heather inherited.

Robb was disappointed.

Farnsworth had a normal expression.

There are not many people as wealthy as Bernard in the whole town of Newt.

Stepping over the ten-square-meter lawn that was overgrown with weeds, Robb, who had the key with him, opened the door. A strong smell of mold, accompanied by thick dust, hit his nose.

Robb waved vigorously.

Farnsworth felt a little choked, but he managed to hold it in. He smiled and said, "This is normal. Houses that have not been occupied for a long time are like this. But don't worry, Mr. Robb. If you hand this place over to me, I promise to make it look brand new, so that no one who wants to buy the house will be put off by hygiene issues."

Robb nodded and waited for a moment before entering the house.

The inside was surprisingly good.

Everything including the furniture and appliances are tightly covered with drapes, so after a simple cleanup, people can quickly move in.

After a brief tour, Robb started talking to Farnsworth about the sale of the house.

In the end, the two men, who had already agreed on the terms, signed the contract document that Farnsworth had prepared in the car.