Anya's home was not far from the Mackerel family's, and the elevated road was relatively empty at that time. Harry rushed all the way and arrived at the community that Anya mentioned on WhatsApp in just half an hour.
Most of the houses in this community were resettlement homes. Judging from Anya's situation, she was likely part of a relocated household.
Owning a three-story townhouse here, even if it was only 85 square meters, was a considerable fortune given current housing prices.
It was a pity that the sale and purchase of self-built houses on resettlement land wasn't permitted.
After Harry parked the car in the parking lot as Anya had instructed, he opened WhatsApp and made a voice call to her.
Soon, Harry saw the garage shutter door behind a nearby townhouse slowly roll up.
Anya's pretty figure appeared behind the garage of a townhouse in front of the parking lot, her eyes darting around nervously.
