Chapter 273 Confession

"Greenfield?" Liam looked puzzled. "What happened there?"

"Just go and see for yourself. You can't rely solely on hearsay; seeing is believing. Of course, if you

go with the attitude of a legislator, you might not see things as they truly are."

"Alright! I'll definitely go!" Liam promised. But he didn't say when he would go. Since he planned to

investigate quietly, he needed to keep it low-key. If he announced when he'll be going, those

responsible for any wrongdoing might prepare ahead of time and make his investigation futile.

With Liam in good health again, Daniel got back on the road. Greenfield was just over ten miles

away, but since the roads were mostly through the mountains and often poorly maintained, it could

easily take an hour to drive those ten miles.

"What happened in your town?" Daniel asked Brittany curiously.

"Just take a look when you get there, okay? You country folk couldn't fix it even if you tried. It's out

of your hands anyway; it's something for Liam to address since he's the legislator!"

As they talked, Brittany suddenly remembered something and stared directly at Daniel. "Is Abigail

pretty?"

"Prettier than you," Daniel replied without missing a beat.

His answer sent Brittany into a fury. "Prettier than me? You country bumpkin, have you taken a

shine to her or what? Before you entertain any such thoughts, you'd better take a long look in the

mirror and see if you're even in her league."

"What?"

"Abigail is the legislator's daughter. And what are you? Just some village boy from the sticks! You're

nowhere near her status, you're way out of her league—no, there is no freaking league for you;

you’re worlds apart from her!"

"So, I am just a country boy from the village, and Abigail is out of my league. But since you're from

the village too, does that mean you’re on my level?" Daniel joked shamelessly.

"Drop dead! I got out of the mountains on my own merits. Now I'm a city girl, a New Yorker, and I

even have my own place in New York! What about you? What are you? A grown man without even

a college diploma, let alone a house. How dare you confess your feelings to me? You're not even

worthy to lick my boots."

"Confess? When did I confess anything to you? Even if you were the last woman on earth, I

wouldn't confess to you. Know this—you're being a real bitch!"

"You jerk! You piece of crap! You dare call me a bitch? I'll clobber you!"

In a rage, Brittany's fists came down like raindrops all over Daniel...

Their playful banter made the time fly by quickly. The Ranger Raptor finally arrived in Greenfield and

stopped in an open space.

Just as they stepped out of the car, a beam of light shone on them. A BMW X1 pulled up behind

them. It was Brittany's cousin Emily Carter's car; her husband, Mason Carter, worked in the

construction industry in New York.

Emily, dressed to the nines, stepped out of the car. She approached Brittany with a self-satisfied air

and called out brightly, "Brittany, you're just getting here too? What's this, a pick-up truck? Oh my,

didn't this little truck cost you a pretty penny?"