The people in the town were all greatly shocked by this sudden change. No one knew what was going on. At this time, the news about Foster spread out.
"Hey, have you heard? It turns out that the slum area is the future development area of the government. It is said to be a railway station. That's the reason why Earl Cuff is willing to build big houses for those poor people."
"Taking away others' land in the name of charity, Earl Cuff, this so - called great philanthropist, seems like a joke. Poor us, we have been deceived by him for so many years."
Foster was lying on Alice's ** at this moment, enjoying the tenderness after **, with his head in Alice's arms. "Alice, before long, we can get a large sum of money. I will take you away from here to a place where no one knows us. I will open a tavern, and that will be enough for the two of us to live on."
Alice stroked Foster's hair, held the man in her arms dotingly, and kissed his head. "Foster, you are such a good man. I thought no one would fall in love with a dirty prostitute."
Foster raised his head and blocked Alice's mouth with his finger, shaking his head. "Alice, please don't say that. You are like a holy lotus in my heart."
They envisioned a wonderful future. After Foster put on his clothes and left, Alice got up and planned how to get the wealth he mentioned from this man and then dump this poor wretch. As a prostitute, she never believed in love. To hell with it. Only money was real.
Since she was sold to a brothel by her father because of poverty, she would never trust any man again. Only money was reliable.
The news spread like wildfire. Almost everyone knew about the high - ranking officials in the town taking bribes and doing favors for a merchant. This drove the slum - dwellers completely crazy.
Aroweya had already begun to calculate how to squander money when he became rich in the future. He wanted to throw piles of Caesars at those prostitutes who had looked down on him, regaining his dignity.
He wanted to buy the biggest house, live in it, and hold three or four women in his arms, making them crawl at his feet like slaves.
Those once - despised and poorest people, once they had money, would also lose control of their hearts and become the people they once hated the most. Human nature was like this. Only a few people could keep their original purity, and Aroweya was obviously not one of them.
Just thinking about it, he couldn't help but want to indulge himself a little and celebrate the fact that he would be rich in the future.
Coming out of the slum area, Aroweya arrived at the small tavern in the town. As a person who had no money to enter the tavern before but suddenly walked in, everyone knew what was going on.
This poor lad would become rich in the future. If they still alienated him at this time, it would definitely not be a wise choice.
The tavern owner, changing his usual disgusted expression towards Aroweya, greeted him very enthusiastically. "Aroweya, come in quickly. I can't wait to serve you."
Aroweya was a little uncomfortable. He tried hard to imitate those rich people and sat in a conspicuous position. Many people came up to talk to him, but Aroweya responded coldly, which made those enthusiastic people very uncomfortable.
"Aroweya, this glass of wine is on me." The tavern owner enthusiastically brought up a glass of wine.
At this time, a young man walked into the tavern and sat opposite Aroweya. Everyone looked at him, curious about who he was.
Aroweya was not at all unfamiliar with this young man. It was this young man who asked Earl Cuff a question at the banquet that day. Without this young man, perhaps they would have been deceived by the cunning Cuff by now.
"Give this gentleman a glass of wine and put it on my bill."
Aroweya was not so stupid as to show coldness to his benefactor. He said to the tavern owner.
Donning took off his hat and bowed. "Aroweya, your stupidity really scares me. You still have the mood to sit here with a glass of wine in your hand. What a pity."
Aroweya's face flushed. "Sir, I'm very grateful that you spoke up bravely at the banquet, but that doesn't mean you can insult me at will."
Poor people also had their tempers.
Donning sneered contemptuously. "You don't think that you can become a rich man just by drinking a little wine, do you?"
Aroweya's face became even uglier.
"If so, I think I shouldn't have helped you that day. I regret my behavior that day." Donning finished the wine served and walked out of the tavern.
"Follow me, Aroweya. I know you." Donning walked on the main street of the town after leaving the tavern, hoping in his heart. His purpose of coming here was simple. He needed a large group of people to create momentum for himself. Obviously, Foster alone was not enough.
Walking to a secluded place, hurried footsteps came from behind. It was Aroweya. Just as Donning guessed, he followed. Obviously, his plan had succeeded again.
"Sir, please wait. I think you must have something to say to me." Aroweya, panting, stopped in front of Donning. "Please tell me what I should do next."
Donning played with the ring on his finger. "You are a smart man. Someone once deceived you and wanted to take away the wealth God bestowed on you. Are you just going to let it go? Only by completely defeating him can your wealth truly belong to you and not be taken away."
Aroweya pondered for a moment, put his hand on his chest, and bowed respectfully. "I think you are the messenger sent by God. I know what to do."
Watching Aroweya's leaving figure, Donning thought, "I'm not a messenger sent by God. I represent the darkness."
The town mayor, the chief of the police department, and the chief prosecutor of the court all became prisoners. Although Earl Cuff was not put in prison, he was fined a large sum of money because of the bribery of officials, which finally calmed the matter. But at this moment, his good reputation, which he had painstakingly built up over the years, was completely ruined.
He couldn't even hold his head up when he went out and could only hide in his manor. Even so, he could still hear the servants in the manor secretly cursing him with the most vicious words.
Wrapped in a quilt, shutting himself in the room, Cuff's face was pale and his body trembled. Now he realized that everything was a trap, a snare.
That damn young man deceived him. There was no cooperation, nor any big family. He used a lie to make himself betray his companions, the officials he had supported with a large amount of political contributions, including the town mayor, the chief of the police department, and the chief prosecutor. His protection was completely destroyed.
Without this protection, his manor became unsafe. Outside the manor, those poor people who were almost deceived by him had gone crazy at the moment, threatening to take his head and dig out his heart. And the leader was Aroweya, the representative of those poor people who once thanked him.
All was lost, Cuff thought. Those poor people were capable of doing anything.
After hiding for a few days, Cuff's spirit was very poor, but he hadn't been completely defeated yet. He thought viciously that he must strike a blow at the young man who had destroyed him.
Sitting here was just waiting for death. After being silent for a few days, Cuff finally picked up the courage to fight back.
"Damn Donning, I will turn you into a stinking rat and throw you into the sewer." Cuff went out, ordered someone to prepare a carriage, and left through the back door. There were quite a few doors in this manor, and obviously they were useful now.
The night was silent. At an abandoned tower outside Shining Gold Town, there was still dew on the spider webs. The carriage stopped. Cuff, wrapped in a black cloak, stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Sinister and eerie sounds came from around. Soon, the dilapidated door of the abandoned tower opened. Someone stood at the door with a lantern, hunched over, and his hideous face was reflected by the dim light, making Cuff outside shiver.
"Is Mr. Caposo here?" Cuff tried hard to calm himself and asked.
The hunched - over doorkeeper stepped aside, motioning for Cuff to enter.
Going up the dilapidated stairs that were almost on the verge of collapse, the stairs seemed endless. If Donning hadn't driven him to a dead end, Cuff would never have set foot here. It had been decades since the last time he came here. That time, he came here because of a difficult business deal. The strength of his opponent forced him to come here reluctantly.
He still remembered that when he stepped into this abandoned tower last time, Cuff secretly swore in his heart that he would never come to this damn place again in his life, never...
But now he broke his promise because his opponent seemed more terrifying than this tower. Breaking a promise was much better than losing everything.
Reaching the top of the tower, he pushed open the old door. A pungent smell came from the room, almost suffocating. There were no windows, and fresh air from outside couldn't get in.
The short man in a black cloak looked excitedly at the black ** bubbling in the cauldron in front of him without turning his head. "Dear Mr. Cuff, I was just worried that I couldn't find anyone to share my latest achievement with. You are so timely. Come in quickly."
Cuff entered, closed the door, blocked his nose with a white silk scarf, and stood at the door, looking frightened. "Mr. Caposo, I'm in trouble..."
Caposo in the black cloak turned around. His skeleton - like face was terrifyingly suffocating. His bony fingers stretched out from the wide robe and stroked Cuff's old face.
"Mr. Cuff, looking at your haggard face, I'm sympathetic. Let me see what kind of trouble would make you break your vow in your heart and come to this damn place."
Caposo's fingers gave off a strong smell, and Cuff became extremely painful, trembling in the corner like he saw the devil from hell.
Inside the room, only the sound of the unknown black ** boiling in the cauldron could be heard.