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    “Why is the bedding second-hand? This tattered thing—just buy a new set! It can’t be more than two hundred yuan, can it?!”


    Zayne was livid; he kicked the pillow away and stormed into the room on the right.


    However, as soon as he stepped inside, he was met with a lingering foul odor.


    Looking down, he eximed, “What the hell is this room? It’s essentially a makeshift toilet!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    The room waspletely bare except for a deep hole in the center, with two wooden boards ced over it.


    Beneath the boards was a cesspit, and there was no proper sewage system in sight. It seemed that once it filled up, someone would have to shovel it out manually…


    Zayne felt utterly defeated.


    “From now on, I’ll have to deal with this pit every so often—who can live like this?”


    “And to top it off, this dpidated house has a broken window, with terrible venttion.”


    “If somethingrge happens here, how long will it take to clear this stench?”


    At that moment, Zayne felt that his future was shrouded in darkness.


    He had no personal belongings, no phone, noputer, no inte, not even a cup to drink from.


    From now on, he would be forced to sleep on a haystack and spend his waking hours sitting on a rickety wooden chair or wandering in this deste yard.


    In fact, this was even worse than being in jail.


    At least in jail, you had ess to a toilet, could chat with fellow inmates, asionally watch TV in the cafeteria, and read a newspaper when back in your cell.


    But here? There wasn’t even a soul to talk to.


    Reflecting on this, Zayne, a fifty-year-old man, couldn’t help but shed tears.


    He was not your typical middle-aged individual.


    Most middle-aged people have endured significant hardships in their youth.


    But Zayne had been born with a silver spoon over fifty years ago.


    He had never faced hardship or exhaustion in his life; the worst experience he had was being sent to Australia.


    However, even during his time in Australia, he lived in a luxurious seaside vi every day.


    Inparison, this situation felt like a descent into hell.


    Just as he was wallowing in despair, someone opened the courtyard door and stepped inside.


    Zayne hurried out and spotted Lilu entering, apanied by several soldiers.


    Upon seeing Zayne, Lilu stated, “Mr. Banks, we are set to leave for the country shortly. I came to check on you before we depart. How do you find the detached house our young master has arranged for you?”


    Zayne replied, barely holding back tears, “Brother Lilu, the conditions here are truly dreadful…”


    Lilu responded earnestly, “Mr. Banks, as an oldrade, you can certainly endure some hardships. Humans can conquer anything, right?”


    Zayne quickly interjected, “No… my brother… the conditions are genuinely terrible. Please, step inside and see for yourself. This ce is worse than the donkey pens from the production team years ago!”


    Lilu waved his hand apologetically, “I’m sorry, Mr. Banks. I’m in a rush and must leave soon, so I can’te in and take a look.”


    After saying this, he smiled and inquired, “Is there anything you would like me to convey?”


    Zayne wanted to express his grievances and tell Charlie that he was suffering greatly, but he refrained from voicing it.


    Instead, he choked back his emotions and asked, “Brother Lilu, could you please ry a message to Charlie?”<fnbc97> Latest content published on find~novel</fnbc97>


    Lilu nodded, “Just let me know, and as long as it’s not a personal attack, I’ll do my best to deliver it.”


    Zayne hurriedly responded, “Could you ask him to greet Commander Hunter (Hamid) for me? And perhaps he could arrange for some furniture? I can’t keep sleeping on a haystack…”


    He added quickly, “Also, Ick daily necessities—there’s not even a teacup or toothbrush. Could you please allow my daughter to send me some essentials from China?”


    Lilu chuckled, “Mr. Banks, I’m not trying to upset you. You’re well-informed, but which courier service would dare operate in Syria?”<h2 ss="wp-block-heading">The Amazing son inw Chapter 2877 – 2877</h2><h2 ss="wp-block-heading">The Amazing son inw Chapter 2878 – 2878</h2><h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading"><strong></strong>


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