Chapter 800

Sage’s tears were falling as she mumbled, “Mr. Simpson from the management office at Octagon Row is also Dr. Lang’s patient. A word from Dr. Lang and Mr. Simpson will definitely chase us out from this place. Don’t argue with Mr. Simpson later. We’ll talk to him nicely. Maybe he’ll let us off this time.”

Joshua and Sage exchanged a look of despair.

These young men aren’t here to help us... They’re here to make things worse...

This place is our house. We’ll have nowhere to go if we leave this place.

What if the ghost of Frederick comes back? Where will he find us?

Amongst their feelings of anxiety, they started feeling hatred for Zeke.

Not long after, a group of people entered the house.

They were all dressed in black, and they had a cuff on their arms with the words ‘law enforcement.

They surged in after kicking the door open.

These people were the men from the management office in Octagon Row.

Naturally, the leader was none other than the director of the management office, Weston Simpson.

Beside Weston was Quincy, who had a gleeful smile on his face.

The commotion had attracted the attention of the residents in Octagon Row. They all gathered outside as they whispered to each other.

“Why did Mr. Simpson bring the law enforcement team to the deserter’s house?”

“Why did Mr. Simpson bring the law enforcement team to the deserter’s house?”

“It’s tarnishing to his reputation for a man as honorable as Mr. Simpson to come to the deserter’s house in person.”

“I’ve heard some news. It seems like Moore’s guests hit Dr. Lang and accused him of murder and theft.”

“What? Dr. Lang has been kind to them by treating them. How can they be so ungrateful? They even hit him!”

“Ungrateful idiots like them should be severely punished!”

Zeke felt even guiltier when he heard the neighbors accusing Frederick of being a deserter.

He wondered how badly Sage’s family had suffered all these years when the people accused them of being the deserter’s family.

Quincy uttered, “Mr. Simpson, you have to help me. I- I’m still hurt quite badly.”

As Weston walked into the room, he shouted at Joshua, “Old man, you sure are daring. You’re the family of a deserter. We were kind to let you stay in Octagon Row. It was out of kindness that made Dr.

Lang treat you himself. But you’re all ungrateful people. How can you possibly hit him? This is unforgivable! I order you to move out of Octagon Row right now. Don’t tarnish our reputation further!”

Sage quickly explained, “My brother’s been wronged. He’s not a deserter; he’s a martyr. This is the certificate. Look!”

Sage quickly handed the certificate to Weston.

Weston glanced at it and was stunned.

“He’s a martyr? Your brother’s a martyr?”

A collective gasp could be heard from the crowd.

They had not thought of a day when the Walters family could walk in the sun. Frederick had been officialized as a martyr.

Now, he was the pride of Octagon Row.

However, before the crowd could start to feel excited, Quincy sneered, “This must be a fake.

Frederick’s been dead for five years. If he’s really a martyr, how could he only be officialized now? Also, don’t you remember how he died? The way he died has nothing to do with martyrdom. Also, I saw Sage suspiciously meeting with a fraud who does fake certificates today. I was wondering what was going on back then, but now it’s clear that she must have hired him to make this fake certificate.”