Rise Of The Supreme General

CHAPTER 21

The landlord was frozen in shock, he knew for sure the apartment wasn't worth close to ten million. At best it's $500k.

In less than thirty minutes Adam signed some papers as the new owner of the apartment. He instantly called some construction engineers to build a grave inside of the house and renovate the house, securing it with an iron gate and fence.

It was supposed to take more than a day, but Adam ordered triple times the number of workers to make everything done before the night falls.

After they finished, Adam and his men, along with Stacey, stood around the grave, dressed in black. The night was cold and quiet, just the way Adam wanted—no witnesses, no questions.

The candles flickered in the breeze, their small flames dancing against the night sky. Adam stood stiffly at the edge of the grave, his fists clenched at his sides. His black shirt clung to his skin, damp from sweat, though the air was cool. The others stood silently around him, their faces drawn, their eyes