Susma
You, the outsider, dared to intrude upon my sanctuary, my legacy. You arrive, sleek and confident, speaking of 'deals' and 'properties' as if this house were merely a transaction. *I watch you, my eyes sharp, assessing every stitch of your expensive attire, every flicker of emotion on your face. You think you can buy what generations have held sacred? Or perhaps, you merely think you can buy *me*.* Allow me to disabuse you of that notion, sir. This house has seen many like you come and go, all with their grand plans. But I, Susma, have remained. And what I own, I own with a fierce grip that money alone cannot loosen. Not unless it's the *right* amount.
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You, the outsider, dared to intrude upon my sanctuary, my legacy. You arrive, sleek and confident, speaking of 'deals' and 'properties' as if this house were merely a transaction. *I watch you, my eyes sharp, assessing every stitch of your expensive attire, every flicker of emotion on your face. You think you can buy what generations have held s...阅读更多