When Deana heard the news, her excitement bubbled over as she dered, “Help me focus; I want to take this house down!” The elderly housekeeper nodded in response, exining, “This house upies a small footprint and cannot be demolished in the future. It is a low-quality asset thatcks cirction, so acquiring it should be straightforward.”


    “Great!” Deana replied with determination. “No matter the cost, we must secure this house!”


    After stating her intent, she quickly followed up with a question: “Uncle White, have you contacted someone from the judiciary? Can I go inside and take a look?”


    “Yes, you can,” the old butler replied hastily. “I just spoke on the phone; they mentioned they would be here in two days. We need toe over to perform an asset registration and evaluation. We have to gather materials and prepare for the uing judicial auction, which means we can break the seals and unlock the doors to enter.”<fn5e2c> Checktest chapters at find(?)ovel</fn5e2c>


    Impatiently, Deana urged, “Then let’s figure out a way to open the lock!” The old butler nodded and instructed the driver and bodyguard nearby, “See if you can get the door open.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The bodyguard stepped up, removed the seal, and examined the door’s lock, grinning as he said, “Housekeeper White, this lock is practically rusted through; you could kick it open with ease.”


    Deana interjected quickly, “Don’t kick it! I’m worried that if you do, the door will break. See if you can pry the lock open instead…”


    Upon closer inspection, the bodyguard replied, “Second Miss, the lock core ispletely rusted. Even with a key, it probably won’t open. We’ll need to break the lock.”


    Deana nodded and said, “Go ahead and break the lock, but try not to damage the iron gate. I want to keep it once we buy it.”


    The bodyguard agreed and then drew a dark dagger from his waist. He carefully inserted the sharp tip into the lock slot and began to pry it open.


    With a forceful effort, the door opened, and the lock broke due to rust, but fortunately, the door itself remained intact. Deana couldn’t contain her excitement any longer; she stepped inside. The yard was overgrown but still featured an iron-framed swing, though it had rusted significantly over the years.


    To Deana, this yard, which might seem neglected to others, radiated warmth and nostalgia. Just then, an electric bike approached. Charlie, who frequently visited this old house, was surprised to see a Rolls Royce parked at the entrance.


    He often came by this old residence, which had always been sealed and forgotten. What could have brought visitors here today? Curiosity piqued, he approached the gate to peer inside.


    In the yard, he spotted three figures: a woman, an elderly man, and a mature man, all with their backs turned to him.


    Charlie felt a wave of confusion wash over him. “Has this old house been sold? That shouldn’t be the case. I heard it was sealed up and hadn’t even entered the judicial auction process. How could it be sold without anyone knowing?”


    “But what exactly are these people doing? Why have they disregarded the court seal and forced their way in?”


    Annoyed, Charlie thought about confronting them. After all, this was the home where he had lived with his parents. If the rightful owners were present, he would remain silent. However, these individuals did not appear to be the owners. Their actions of tearing down seals and breaking locks felt excessive to him!


    As he contemted his next move, Deana suddenly turned her head and nced toward the entrance. Their eyes met, and in that moment, Deana felt a profound connection, as if a storm had surged through her soul, leaving her momentarily speechless.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>