"Back then, the Bailey Family bought the land at Dragon's Curve Bay for a mere thirty million dollars. It was considered a foolish investment at the time—a remote wasteland where even birds wouldn't shit."
Mayor Vance paced the living room of the Zane Estate, his eyes gleaming with the insider knowledge of a career politician. He tapped his finger against his temple.
"But if the provincial plan goes through... that piece of dirt will be worth at least three billion. The Sutton Family just won the lottery without even buying a ticket."
Dragon's Curve Bay spanned over ten thousand acres on the outskirts of Northriver. Historically, it had been a bandit's den in ancient times—a rugged, untamed landscape of overgrown weeds, treacherous cliffs, and swampy lowlands. It was desolate, inaccessi
