Melomiri

Harvest of Betrayal

Language: en

For the sake of my hometown's development, I brought my media team back to the countryside to help the farmers. After a year of hard work, Greenridge Village became a model example for the whole state. At the year-end dividend distribution, the village chief announced with fanfare: "This year's dividend is $15,000 per person!" "But, Caleb, you only get $1.50." I was confused, thinking it was a joke. The village chief's son, Mason, pulled out a crumpled dollar bill and two quarters, throwing them in my face. "You just moved your lips and filmed some videos. That's all you're…

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