At this moment, Zedd rushed to his grandmother's side and hugged her tightly. "Grandma, don't cry. When Grandma cries, my heart aches.” His words, as sweet as pearls, were accompanied by synchronized tears rolling down. The grandmother and grandson held each other, crying heart-wrenchingly. Harry, on the other hand, stood beside Amara, embracing her. The corner of his eye glanced at Ivy in the corner, and he loudly addressed the reporters: "Ladies and gentlemen of the press, Amara and I were childhood friends. At that time, my father had lost three million in gambling, and in order to pay off the debt, I had no choice but to enter into a fake marriage with Emma. Emma said she had no expectations for the marriage, as she had witnessed her father's transformation from poverty to wealth and his subsequent infidelity. She wanted to find someone to settle with. Emma agreed to help me clear the three million gambling debt in exchange for us having a child together." "So, you abandoned your childhood friend and married her?" A reporter asked the question that everyone was thinking. Harry had been prepared for this question. He frowned deeply after hearing it, then sighed deeply. "At the time, I was young and foolish. I was deceived by Emma. She said that she valued honesty the most. So, I made a solemn oath in front of a few elders. If you don't believe me, you can go to my village and interview the people there. Everyone in the village knows about this." He stated it with such conviction and sincerity that the reporters on the scene quickly believed him. They saw the tide turning, and Harry gave Ivy a threatening look. It was as if he was saying that if she dared to approach, the public opinion would drown her. It was precisely this arrogant look that made Ivy suddenly change her mind. Turning around, she apologized to the police officers who were accompanying her, "I'm sorry, officers. I think I won't trouble your time with these minor matters for now. If we can't resolve it, I'll report it again." The police officer, seeing her decision, didn't insist further. He merely gave her a symbolic warning not to misuse the emergency hotline. Ivy nodded. "Understood. Thank you. Have a safe journey." After watching the police leave, Ivy, accompanied by her lawyer, headed to a nearby milk tea shop. Shortly after sitting down, Ivy called Emma and told her every word that Harry had said. Emma listened silently for a long time and then let out a deep sigh."Ivy, when your grandmother brought me to City A when we were traveling from place to place, she did indeed give me some advice about being cautious with men. She said that men's true nature was like this, and they were obedient and well-behaved because they didn't have the capital to be wild. At the time, I thought she was deeply hurt by your grandfather, and that's why she was so negative. I never really took her words to heart." "As for what Harry said, it's all lies. I never said anything about marrying for convenience. Instead, he saw that I had a little money, and he tried to seduce me. He was kind to me when he realized that I was alone and had lost my family, and he wanted to inherit the property from your grandmother." "Ivy, your mother lacked fatherly love since childhood, so I am extremely starved for affection. I was deceived by his sweet words. I never expected that these childhood scars would become the tools he used to hurt me so severely." "Ivy, I don't care anymore. You take responsibility for this matter. Whether he lives or dies is none of my concern." Emma cried bitterly on the other end of the phone, and Ivy couldn't help but feel a great sadness. "Mom, it's all in the past now. You still have me," she comforted her mother softly. It was only when her mother's emotions gradually calmed down that Ivy finally shared her decision. "Mom, I've thought about it. Even if we reclaim the old house in the future, it will inevitably be harassed by them. It's better to be decisive. Let's sell it through a real estate agent while the property market prices are still high." After some hesitation, Emma agreed to her daughter's suggestion. Ivy hung up the phone and walked into the real estate agency across from the milk tea shop. Half an hour later, the shop manager called the cooperative renovation workers, and they headed toward Ivy's house in a mighty procession. By that time, the reporters had already dispersed, and Harry's family of five was celebrating in the house with a drink. "After the commotion we caused, I doubt that bitch will dare to come and make trouble again! Even if the court rules in their favor, so what? They'll still have to give in to us obediently!" Harry boasted proudly, and his mother couldn't help but praise her eldest son. "It's still Harry who has a way. This house is big and nice enough. I've been wanting to move in for a long time. If it wasn't for taking care of Zedd in the past, I really wanted to come over and let Emma take good care of me." "Our good days are beginning!"As the family celebrated joyfully, there was a knock on the door. Grandpa Jones got up to open it and was surprised to find a group of people outside. "What are you doing here?" The leader, the manager of the real estate agency, smiled kindly. "The owner of this house, Ms. Emma, has entrusted us with the sale of the property. Starting tomorrow, the house will be listed for sale. Today, we're here for the cleaning." Hearing this, Harry rushed out of the room. "Without my consent, that bitch can't sell anything!" But the manager ignored him and simply instructed the security guards behind him, "Ms. Jones has said that the furniture inside is old and should all be smashed! Hurry up, time is limited. The more you smash, the more rewards you'll get!" With the sound of destruction echoing, the security guards behind the manager began to wield their batons and attacked various pieces of furniture in the house. TVs, refrigerators, microwaves, washing machines, and more household items were reduced to fragments. Harry tried to intervene, but the security guards prevented him from moving. In the midst of his struggle, he swung a punch, which the security guard evaded, and it landed on Zedd's face, causing him to cry out in pain, lying on the ground. Amara held her son lovingly, sitting on the side and crying with teary eyes. Grandpa and Grandma Jones watched their family helpless in the situation, collapsed on the ground, unable to do anything. They threatened to call the police. At this moment, the manager of the real estate agency took out a copy of the house ownership certificate, the contract when Emma sold the house, and proof of contribution, tossing them onto Grandpa and Grandma Jones. His voice was tinged with mockery. "Miss Jones has a message for me to convey to you. She's not reporting it to the police out of consideration for your face, but if this escalates to your village, you'll have no face. This house belongs to her, and it has nothing to do with you. She naturally has the right to deal with it." The manager glanced around and continued, "As for these pieces of furniture, I have the purchase documents for them too. They have nothing to do with you. They think these household items are old and need money to move, so they'd rather destroy them directly." Grandpa and Grandma Jones unable to argue any further, had to change the subject. They pointed at the injury on Zedd's face. "I--I'll sue you for assaulting someone!" The manager was taken aback for a moment. Before taking on this project, Ivy had warned him about her relatives, saying that they were a tough bunch. He had thought that they might be difficult to deal with but hadn't expected that they would be so unreasonable.They could turn white into black. But as a long-standing real estate agency in County A, dealing with people in all walks of life, they knew how to adapt to the circumstances and respond to different kinds of people. To deal with unreasonable people, sometimes you had to use unreasonable methods. Thinking of this, the manager sneered. He pointed at the CCTV camera on the roof, reminding them, "The surveillance footage captures everything clearly. You guys are making a joke." ***