I Become A CEO After Divorce

Chapter 896: If You Don'T Give Me One Hundred Thousand, Your Mother Won'T Rest In Peace

Chapter 896: If You Don't Give Me One Hundred Thousand, Your Mother Won't Rest in Peace

Zane looked at Yanis hesitating and reached out to hold Yanis's hand, leading him up.

Because of Yanis's condition, they walked slowly.

When they reached the top, they heard curses coming from the farmhouse.

Yanis turned to look at Zane and whispered, "Go in and see." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Zane was about to walk inside when Reed appeared with Natasha and Mia.

As soon as Reed saw Yanis and Zane at the door, he was visibly stunned. He walked up to them and

asked, "Yanis, why did you come up here?"

Yanis glanced inside the gate, then looked at Reed and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

"He refused to show us the date and demanded money," Natasha spoke before Reed could respond.

Yanis furrowed his brow upon hearing this. "Money?"

Natasha nodded. "He wants one hundred thousand dollars."

"So much?" Yanis was shocked when he heard this figure. She thought it would be a few hundred

dollars, which was already a lot to her.

"He thinks we made money when we went to the big city. He even mentioned that my father owed him

money before and hadn't paid it back. His words were not pleasant," Natasha said, glancing inside the

gate. "He just wants that one hundred thousand dollars."

"What if we don't give it?" Yanis asked.

"Then my mom won't be able to have a proper burial," Natasha replied.

That was why they had been here since early in the morning, still unable to reach an agreement. The

money issue had been the main point of contention.

"Get out! Get out of here!" a deep voice came from inside, followed by the sound of something being

thrown to the ground.

As soon as Reed heard this voice, he immediately rushed inside.

"Zane, go in and see. Make sure Mitch doesn't lose his temper," Reed said.

Earlier, Reed had mentioned that the man inside was quite old, and if Mitch lost his temper and got

physical, it would be a different story altogether.

Zane looked at Yanis, feeling somewhat concerned.

"I'll take care of Yanis," Natasha said. She was also worried that she and Mia wouldn't be able to stop

Mitch's temper if they went in, so she took the initiative to take care of Yanis.

Upon hearing Natasha's words, Zane turned and strode into the courtyard.

The old man's words inside made one extremely angry.

"What's the matter? You've been to the big city, and now you don't understand the rules of us folks in

the countryside? You want me to show you the date for your mother? Give me the money!" the old

man's voice was resolute. "And your father owed me money before, a total of one hundred thousand

dollars. If you can't afford to pay, your mother won't rest in peace!"

Hearing the old man's words, Mitch's hand at his side tightened involuntarily. "When did my father owe

you money? Is there any IOU? Any signed agreement?"

"None at all! None at all! So, you think you can get away without paying just because your father, that

short-lived ghost, died? Dream on!" the old man pointed his finger at Mitch. "Let me tell you, Sameer's

son, you must give me the money today. Otherwise, I'll curse your parents to never find peace in the

afterlife!"

The old man's words were a bit too much. Mitch was about to argue with the old man when Zane

stepped forward and held him back.

Mitch turned and glanced at Zane's face when he was held back. "Mr. Lawrence, how did you get in?"

Zane pulled Mitch back discreetly and stood in front of him, looking at the old man in front. "You want

money?"

The old man examined Zane and said, "Are you from the city? Are you this kid's boss?"

Zane nodded. "I am his boss."

The old man pointed at Mitch and then at Reed. "Their family owes money. Why would you help them

pay it back?"

"How much do they owe?" Zane asked.

The old man gestured with his hands, indicating the amount. "This much!"

"One hundred thousand?" Zane confirmed.

The old man nodded. "Yes, exactly. One hundred thousand dollars! It must be repaid today!"

"What if we don't repay it?"

"If you don't repay it, your mother won't rest in peace!"

"I will give them the money," Zane said.

"Mr. Lawrence!" Mitch spoke up, "This money..."

Zane raised his hand, interrupting Mitch's words, and looked at the old man. "I can give you the money,

but you need to sign a document to confirm that you have received the one hundred thousand."

The old man was willing when he heard someone was going to give him money. He nodded repeatedly.

"As long as you repay the money, everything will be fine."

Zane took out his phone. "I can only transfer the money to you through mobile banking. Is that okay?"

"What? Mobile banking? Are you trying to take advantage of this old man?" The old man's voice

became louder, and he stared at Zane.

Zane said, "Either you come with me to town, and I'll withdraw the money from the bank for you, or I

transfer it through the phone."

The old man pondered for a few seconds. "Wait here, I'll find someone."

After saying that, the old man turned and walked away.

As the old man left, Mitch looked at Zane. "My dad couldn't have borrowed money from him."

"He insists that he did. What can you do?" Zane's voice sounded again. "If we don't give him this

money, will your mother be buried on time tomorrow?"

As soon as Mitch heard this, he was at a loss for words. The answer was obvious: she wouldn't be

buried on time.

Although they were not superstitious, the villagers would not allow them to simply bury Marnon's ashes

without proper rituals. The villagers attached great importance to these matters. Whenever someone

passed away, the village's fortune teller had to choose the most auspicious day and time for burial.

Otherwise, if something unexpected happened in the village or any misfortune occurred, the blame

would fall on their shoulders.

They would face the blame and curses of the entire village, and their graves might even be desecrated.

Therefore, in order for Marnon to rest in peace, they had no choice but to submit.

If they didn't give this one hundred thousand, Marnon might truly never find peace in the afterlife.

The old man soon returned with a young man from the village.

When Mitch saw the newcomer, he respectfully nodded and greeted him, "Uncle."

The newcomer appeared to be in his early twenties, but his seniority was higher than Mitch's.

"I heard about your mother's passing," the newcomer said.

Mitch nodded. "She passed away."

"Felix Bauer, that's me. I heard that I'm supposed to help Mitch repay the money. I trust you, so I'll

transfer the money directly to you," the old man said, pointing to Zane and the young man.

Felix glanced at Zane's face and then looked at Mitch. "Did your father really owe one hundred

thousand?"

"I don't know. He didn't leave any IOU or signed agreement. It's all just empty words, but he demands

one hundred thousand and won't let my mother rest in peace," Mitch explained.

"Nonsense!" the old man scolded Mitch. "You just don't want to repay the money! Let me tell you, you'd

better pay me back right now, or your mother can forget about resting in peace!"

"Old Raymond, did Sameer really borrow money from you? Where did you get one hundred

thousand?" Felix directly questioned the old man.

The old man's facial expression changed multiple times, and finally, with his neck stiff, he shouted, "I

said he borrowed it! Just because someone is dead doesn't mean there's no evidence!"