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Chapter 6 The House I Sold

Author: Eureka You
Realizing something was wrong, Samantha rushed to the curb and flagged down a taxi.

She hurried back to the house as fast as she could, but when she reached the front door, she saw several people in work shirts taking photos inside. Movers were carrying boxes and furniture out, one trip after another.

Samantha flew into a rage and blocked the doorway.

"Who are you people?" she shouted. "Who permitted you to touch my things? Put everything down right now, or I'm calling the police!"

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    Realizing something was wrong, Samantha rushed to the curb and flagged down a taxi. She hurried back to the house as fast as she could, but when she reached the front door, she saw several people in work shirts taking photos inside. Movers were carrying boxes and furniture out, one trip after another. Samantha flew into a rage and blocked the doorway. "Who are you people?" she shouted. "Who permitted you to touch my things? Put everything down right now, or I'm calling the police!" The real estate agent stared at her in confusion. "Ma'am, what are you talking about?" he asked. "This is Mr. Caleb Hayes' house. He hired us three days ago to list it for sale. The buyer has already moved forward with the purchase, and we're just helping him clear out the remaining items." Then his tone turned colder as he added, "Please stop interfering with our work." Samantha looked even more confused. "Sold?" she snapped. "That's impossible. This is the house Caleb bought for our future

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