A few days later.

Carnival day.

A car drove into Sawyer Manor.

When we arrived at the house, we walked down two people.

It was Heather's adoptive parents.

But unlike the sloppy vests before, this time, they both dressed up carefully, and Heather's adoptive father even put on a suit.

"Remember, tell her that you love her."

Heather's adoptive mother who rang the doorbell reminded.

"hehe."

Facing his wife's advice, Heather's adoptive father sneered: "Now she is so rich, of course I love her."

"Dad, mom, you are here."

They were greeted not by the buzzing chainsaw sound, but by Heather's smile.

"Oh, my baby daughter."

Heather's adoptive father stepped forward and hugged: "I love you."

"I love you too."

Heather smiled unchanged, and let them in, led them to the room, and took them to the underground wine cellar amid their amazement and joy.

For those who are drunk, there is no better invitation than this.

“These are all ours.”

When Heather's adoptive father saw so much wine in the cellar, he waved his hand to declare the sovereignty.

Heather's adoptive mother's eyes were also glowing.

"It's all yours."

Heather smiled and said, "Dad, drink it first, I'll make some wine and drinks for you. Mom, come with me, I have something to tell you."

"well."

Heather's adoptive father was overjoyed. He picked up a bottle of wine and opened it and took a deep breath. The mellow fragrance of the good wine immediately made him forget it and couldn't wait to pour it into his mouth.

Although Heather's adoptive mother was a little reluctant, she still followed Heather up.

Heather walked behind, arrived at the door of the wine cellar, looked at his adoptive father, brought the iron door, locked it with the big key, and after going up, he turned on the phonograph and turned on the speaker to the maximum.

"Mom, do you like this?"

Heather looked at her adoptive mother lying on the sofa, closing her eyes to enjoy herself.

"I like it, I like it so much."

The adoptive mother was intoxicated.

"Just like it, stay here in the future. There is enough cigarettes and enough wines, okay?"

Heather smiled meaningfully.

"well."

The adoptive mother was overjoyed and said, "I am worthy of being my good daughter. With this, I will have no regrets in my life."

"That's good."

Heather smiled.

Originally, she planned to kill her adoptive parents to take revenge, but when things came to an end, she saw her adoptive mother's smile in the cat's eyes and heard her adoptive mother's instructions, she suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

The adoptive father was extremely guilty, but the adoptive mother treated her well.

Without an adoptive mother, she either died in the extermination of the family or was killed by her adoptive father later.

Forget it, let the adoptive mother go. She still knows her adoptive mother and knows that the adoptive mother is not a affectionate person.

In fact, people who smoke and drink are usually selfish.

With her inherited wealth, she has the confidence to shut up her adoptive mother.

Half an hour later.

Heather drove to Newt.

“Wow.”

A young white policeman patrolling in a police car, when he saw Heather, his eyes suddenly straightened, he pulled over, put his uniform in place, pretended to be careless and came over.

"Hey, you're very conscious, come from another place?"

"Are you interrogating me?"

Heather smiled but not smiled.

"Of course not."

The policeman raised his hand and smiled, "It's just a girl as beautiful as you, who appears in the town. As a policeman, he naturally needs to protect your safety."

"Thanks."

Heather smiled and said, "Although I came from another place, I am not a foreigner. My family is in the town."

"impossible."

The policeman shook his head and said, "If you are really from the town, I must know you, where do you live?"

“Home Road.”

Heather smiled.

"Jiayuan Road?"

The policeman was stunned: "No one lives there except the Sawyer family."

"It's the Sawyer family."

Heather smiled meaningfully, "I am the Sawyer family, and I just inherited the manor from my grandma."

At this time, a middle-aged man dressed in a cowboy came over.

"Is this commander disturbing you? If so, I can kill him."

"He can."

The policeman smiled and agreed.

"You go patrol."

The middle-aged cowboy ordered.

The police nodded and left.

"I am the mayor of this little paradise, Bert Hertman."

“Heather.”

After the two introduced each other, the mayor Bert looked at Heather and said, "Hello, Heather, if I heard nothing wrong just now, do you say you are from the Sawyer family and have inherited Sawyer's manor?"

"Yes."

Heather nodded.

"You are Rhela's granddaughter, and your eyes look very much like her."

Mayor Bert stared at Heather: "I have known your family for a long time. I know they won't want you to take over that mess. Tell you, I will take over that whole place."

"No, thank you."

Heather turned around and left.

"You're playing hard with me? I'm starting to like you a little."

Mayor Bert shouted at Heather's back.

Feeling the cold gaze behind him, Heather smiled.

"Pigo, gather people, there is a little girl in the Sawyer family."

Mayor Bert turned around and called to shake people: "We want to get rid of the roots."

After hanging up the phone.

Mayor Bert sneered: "Everything from the Sawyer family is mine, no one can take it away."

The reason why he brought a large group of troops to kill the Sawyer family after the sheriff controlled the situation was naturally not just for the sake of tangible actions, but for the sake of real interests.

The Sawyer family is so valuable.

But unexpectedly, Ruila, who was not at home, was also a ruthless man. After the family was destroyed, he took over and supported the Sawyer family, making his wishful thinking fail.

In recent years, as Rilla has flourished in the management of Sawyer Manor, the mayor Bert has become stronger and he is always thinking about Sawyer Manor.
To be continued...