Chapter 17 Intimidating the Weak but Fearing the Strong Clara
Steven treated Clara's words as chopped liver.
However, with nothing better to do, he intentionally wanted to tease this old woman.
[Clara, if you have the nerve, go call Andrew and Frank to come downstairs and shovel the snow!]
He called them out by name in the group chat, disregarding anyone's feelings.
Andrew Jenkins, who was always respectfully called by others, was a well-known figure in the underworld.
When those people broke into his home, he was the one wielding the axe.
Frank Olson, the arrogant, rich second generation, was the first one to rob Steven.
In short, except for a few good neighbors, the rest either participated in attacking or robbing Steven.
He could even speculate that in his past life, each of them took a piece of him after he died.
So Steven disliked everyone; he exposed their hypocrisy so blatantly, making them uncomfortable.
Clara looked at her phone, her expression changing instantly.
Steven calling them out by name made it difficult for her to ease the awkward situation.
If she backed down now, she would definitely become the laughingstock.
And no one would listen to her commands in the future.
She had no choice but to mention Andrew and Frank in the group chat.
[The neighborhood is a place we all share, and shoveling snow requires everyone's effort. I hope those available can bring tools and go out to shovel together.]
Shortly after, Andrew from ID B25, Rm 602, replied with a few question marks.
Then, a voice message was sent in the group chat.
"Fuck, I'm not shoveling snow! Are you blind? Can't you see how heavy the snow is outside?"
"Shit, are you out of your mind? If you're sick in the head, go see a doctor, don't try to boss me around here. Mention my name again, and I'll make you regret it!"
Andrew cursed Clara, who mentioned him, using extremely foul language.
The homeowners in the group couldn't help but burst into laughter after hearing it.
Clara thought highly of herself, but no one paid her any attention.
As a member of the neighborhood committee, she had some influence over ordinary homeowners.
However, strong individuals like Andrew and Frank wouldn't respect her.
Frank, the rich second generation, also sent a voice message.
"Shoveling snow has nothing to do with me! I don't need to work, I can sleep at home all day."
After saying that, he even sent a picture of himself lying in bed with a woman in his arms.
He bought this house just to keep mistresses, and he happened to be stuck here.
When Clara asked him to shovel snow, he thought she was crazy.
Clara didn't dare to argue with Andrew but found the courage to say to Frank, "Regardless, you're also a homeowner! Shoveling snow is your duty."
Frank disdainfully replied, "Fuck! Am I wasting my property fees every month? Without my money, all you neighborhood committee people would starve."
"Fuck, they're using the homeowners' money to do whatever they want, and now they think they're the masters. It's ridiculous!"
None of the rich second generations were easy to get along with. Although Frank was idle, he had seen the world.
He didn't care about the small neighborhood committee members at all.
He added, tauntingly, "I have this comfortable life today thanks to the support of my parents and family. I'm different from you poor."
"You guys better hurry up and shovel, you still need to go out and earn a living! After shoveling the snow, I can finally leave this terrible place."
Everyone was infuriated by Frank's arrogant words, but they felt powerless to argue back.
After all, why should they argue with someone whose family conditions were so much better?
Although his words were harsh, they were also the truth.
With Andrew and Frank causing a stir, everyone felt disheartened.
Clara's words were like air, ignored by everyone.
Clara was furious, not at Andrew and Frank, but at Steven!
She thought she had successfully mobilized the homeowners, but everything was ruined by Steven's interference!
So she privately messaged Steven, angrily asking, [Steven, are you deliberately targeting me?]
[What exactly do you want to do? I asked everyone to go out and shovel. Does everyone need to go out?]
[Now, everyone refuses to work, do we have to stay locked inside forever?]
Steven raised an eyebrow.
He was surprised that someone would actively seek trouble and provoke insults.
[Fuck, don't pretend in front of me! You like to bully the weak but fear the strong. What are you trying to do here?]
[You don't dare to argue back when someone insults you, but you come to me to vent your emotions, is that it?]
[Let me tell you, I'm not someone you can easily bully. If you baselessly accuse me again, I will make you regret it!]
Steven had Clara's character pinned down.
He only knew how to intimidate the weak and was a coward in front of the strong.
Indeed, after Steven said these words, Clara was terrified.
She, an old lady living with her grandson, only gained some respect from people because of her position on the neighborhood committee.
But if others disregarded her committee status and confronted her, she wouldn't be able to fight back.
She suddenly fell silent, seemingly afraid of provoking Steven.
Clara quickly blocked Steven, fearing he would insult her again.
Her body trembled, unsure if it was from the cold or from being frightened by Steven.
[This bastard! He's just a scumbag, a rascal!]
[I better not provoke him now. Just wait, I'll find ways to make your life miserable in the future!]
Clara thought about using her position on the neighborhood committee to make things difficult for Steven in the future.
For example, delaying supplies to him on purpose or not informing him about good community activities.
She imagined Steven regretting his actions, even coming to beg her for mercy, but she would coldly shut the door on him, saying, [Aren't you arrogant? Keep being arrogant!]
As Clara thought about it, she smiled contentedly.
[Haha, Sooner or later, the day will come when you beg me!]
[I won't argue with you now.]
Clara found mental satisfaction in this self-soothing manner.
Then, she continued to rally others in the group to go out and shovel snow.
Although most people looked down on Clara, considering their future work plans and travel arrangements, some plain dealers still went out with tools, braving the freezing temperatures of minus 158 degrees Fahrenheit to shovel snow.
Steven didn't expect that just as he had driven Clara away, someone else would come looking for trouble.
This time, his phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID, and it was none other than Andrew from the group chat.
It seemed that Steven using him as an example in the chat had made Andrew very unhappy, prompting him to call and intimidate Steven.
Steven already harbored resentment towards this jerk, so when he saw the call, he narrowed his eyes.
At this moment, he actually hoped that Andrew would come and bother him.
After all, in this safe house, Steven couldn't go out.
But if anyone dared to provoke him, he had plenty of means to make that person suffer!
So Steven answered the call.
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