Chapter 189 Uncle and Father-In-Law
âFor simple farmers like us, five thousand is considered a lot of money!â
Damien picked up his teacup and took a sip. âMister village chief, your talent for stirring up trouble is remarkable to say the least.â
âAs head of the village, not only did you not treat everyone fairly, but you kept wanting to start problems.â
âI truly do not understand what the villagers like about you. And why would they choose. you to be village chief.â
The village chiefâs lips turned white with anger, but he restrained himself. âWhat makes you say that, Mr. Lenoir?â
âIâm just trying to find a solution everyone will be happy with. How can you call that âstarting problemsâ?â
Damien chuckled.
âFirstly, you believed Vivianâs claims without fully understanding the situation and asking me about my version of events. You were already convinced I was guilty. Does that sound like justice to you?â
âIf I didnât have video evidence, it would have been impossible to clear my name from these allegations.â
The chiefâs eyes darkened. âThat was my mistake. Vivian is from my village. I saw her disheveled state and thoughtâŠâ
âSecondly, when an incident like this happened in your village, your first thought was not to report it to the police but to settle it privately. It may look like itâs for everyoneâs good, but in reality?â
âYou said that five thousand is considered a lot of money in your village. But why didnât. you advise Ben Shaw otherwise when he asked me for fifty thousand?â
âOh. You probably thought that I had a lot of money, didnât you?â
âThis afternoon, the man who lingered around my car and searched up its price on the internet was your son, wasnât it?â
The chiefâs expression was drained of all color, lâŠâ
âYou sent your son to confirm the price of my car to find out how wealthy I was. And when
1/2
Ben asked me for fifty thousand, you didnât even blink an eye. All of you probably agreed on this amount beforehand, right?â
Everyone was shocked.
Damien wasnât from their village.
But everything he said was believable.
The chiefâs son did indeed come back from town in the afternoon. The chief and Benâs family did spend the afternoon together, and they were indeed related.
It was clear who was telling the truth.
The crowd began to murmur among themselves. The chief, pale now from fear, attempted to defend himself. âI was momentarily confused. If I had kept a clear head, I would have stopped Ben.â
Unfortunately for him, his excuses were shaky, and no one believed him.
Damien yawned. âIf you canât even keep a clear head during a time like this, maybe you shouldnât be chief.â
The chiefâs expression shifted. âYouâre not from our village. Who are you say I canât be chief?â
âI have no say, of course.â
Damien smiled faintly. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Cherise. âFor your uncle.â
Cherise carefully presented the tea to Elvis.
Elvis couldnât tell what Damienâs intentions were, but how he handled the situation was
remarkable.
That was the only reason Elvis accepted the cup and drank it.
Damien waited until Cherise took the empty cup from Elvis before calmly continuing, âElvis is Cheriseâs uncle. But as we all know, Cherise grew up without parents. So, it can be said thereâs no difference between her uncle and father.â
âIf we follow this logic, Elvis Shaw can be considered my father-in-law.â
âMy father-in-law has lived in this village for forty to fifty years. Now that he has a son-in- law who has qualifications like me, heâs being blackmailed by the village chief and his
relatives.â
