A small win
Arthur let out a shaky laugh, unable to contain the sheer absurdity of it all. “You… you tricked everyone,” he muttered. The man smiled faintly, pride flashing in his eyes. “Even though the house was sold in the end, we won in one way,” he said. “All those greedy people we fought against? They never saw a cent.” Rose blinked, stunned. It was their twisted victory—a battle won, though the war was lost.
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