The oppressive HOA was gone. The fake clubhouse was never built. Elias took a sip from his thermos, the afternoon sun warming his weathered face. He reached out and ran a calloused hand over the rough, solid stone of his new front porch. They had tried to erase him with a bulldozer, but Elias Thorne had simply used the rubble to build a stronger foundation.
I Left Town For A Week, HOA Bulldozed My House — Then I Made Them Rebuild It And Pay Me $10M
Chapter 7
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