The room fell silent again as Greg Jensen looked down with a forlorn sigh, "What kind of karma have I brought upon myself?"
First thing in the morning, I was teased by my aunt, and it wouldn't matter if it was just teasing, but she doesn't clean up the mess she makes!
Unable to contain his irritation, Greg ranted about his aunt in his mind.
As dawn broke, Lindsey Wolfe prepared a simple breakfast and dragged Greg out of bed.
This time, she didn't do anything too outrageous, but her hands were not idle, occasionally brushing over Greg's muscular chest unintentionally.
Feeling helpless about the situation, Greg could only pretend to be dumb and muddle through it.
The news of Lindsey Wolfe and others making a fortune spread quickly, but the villagers didn't believe it at all.
Everyone thought Lindsey was boasting, aiming to swindle their money and land.
"Believing that widow is worse than trusting a turtle won't retract its head."
