Chapter 62

“T-then how much is it?” A hint of anger flashed in Conner’s eyes, but he dared not express it. Andrius bellowed, “According to the market price, your place is worth, at most, a million.” A million only? Connor was infuriated. He really wanted to toughen up and fight back, but he was losing in terms of power. With Andrius stepping on his hand, he could not fight back even if he wanted to. He was forced to accept the terms. “F-fine.” Andrius released Connor and watched the man print a brand new relocation contract. After he checked the amount and made sure it was a million, both Fatty Frank and Connor signed it. Fatty Frank had yet to recover from the blank state of his mind. He remained stunned from the moment Andrius dodged the bullet. Until Connor reluctantly pushed the contract and the pen to him, then he recovered his composure. He happily signed his name on the contract. Then, Fatty Frank and Andrius left the office. Fatty Frank said excitedly, “Boss, you are t