Amaia laughed.

“Listen closely!”

“I’m the captain of the housing department!”

“I’m in charge of geomancy shops like yours!”

“Are you ready to give up now?”

“Why would he?” A calm voice rang from behind. “From now on, you are relieved from your position.”

Waylon’s face darkened instantly when he heard those words.

“Which one of you b*stards said that?” he yelled. “I’ll rip your mouth off!”

“Me, Watson Braff,” Watson said.

“Come at me!”

‘Watson Braff?!’

Amaia’s eyes twitched.

She and the others quickly turned around and looked at the entrance.

A few people were walking inside, led by a person in a wheelchair.

He was a dignified man, though he looked a bit pale.

‘Watson Braff?’

‘The director of the housing department?’

Amaia was scared witless. She quickly ran toward Watson Braff.

“Director Braff!”

Slap!

Watson didn’t hesitate to slap her immediately.

“You were about to rip my mouth off, right?”

“Come on, then!”

“Now’s your chance!”

Amaia’s eyes and mouth were t