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Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

They presented Brent's promissory notes, and Raegan’s quick tally estimated a
staggering three million dollars lost by over twenty households.

Due to leaving here at a young age to pursue her education, Raegan didn’t know
many of her rural neighbors.

Yet their simple attire and sincere expressions spoke volumes of their lifelong toil.
Years of labor had yielded them a nest egg, now plundered by Brent.

Raegan’s lips formed a tight line as she declared, “Listen up, everyone. I'll
contribute to settling Brent's debt this time, but should he swindle you again, I'll
just stand by since I have no part in his dealings all the time.”

The young police officer offered reassurance, “Fear not, Brent's misdeed has
been spotlighted and circulated in town. He won't fool anyone again.”

The villagers, filled with hope, said in unison, “Fine. Give back our money, then.”
Raegan faltered momentarily, confessing, “The funds aren’t on hand at this
moment. To amass your dues, I must sell my apartment in Ardlens.”

Her apartment, burdened by a mortgage, would net her approximately 1.8 million
after the sale. The surplus would need to be gradually earned from her earnings
over time.

This revelation soured the crowd's mood.

“You vow repayment, yet now speak of asset sales. Is this another ruse?”

The troublemaker chimed in loudly, Family ties run deep. She's likely a con artist,
same as Brent.”

The crowd's restlessness surged, their advance unchecked by the young police
officer.

In the midst of the turmoil, Raegan climbed atop a chair, commanding, “Stop
arguing.”

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Silence fell, all eyes on Raegan.

“Do your arguments solve your money problem?” Raegan continued, firm and
clear, “I've given my word to resolve Brent's debt and I intend to keep it.”
Raegan’s striking presence, at odds with the local rusticity, lent her words a
persuasive gravity.

An elderly woman pressed, “We demand a timeline. When shall the money be
ours?”

Raegan expressed regret, “I can’t give you a date, yet I assure you, I'll hasten the
process.”

Privately, she knew the flat’s sale wouldn't be swift, and a shortfall loomed large.
Her job's salary would have to suffice for the incremental repayments.

The troublemaker couldn't resist saying, “See? She's fooling you.

Don’t be fooled by a pretty face. She'll vanish once she hits the city.”

The calm was shattered once again by the rising clamor.

Raegan, however, realized this troublemaker hadn’t yet presented Brent's
promissory note.

So she confronted him, “Has Brent indeed borrowed from you?”

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