My Wealthy Neighbor Made a 90-Year-Old Woman Pay for His Lawn Care for Months – I Felt Sorry for Her, So I Decided to Teach Him a Lesson

That’s when he noticed the neighbors watching. Mrs. Pitts from across the street had stopped mid-gardening.

The Johnsons were on their porch, clearly listening. Someone even had their phone out.

Gavin was used to getting his way in private. But this?

This was public.

“I don’t have cash,” he muttered, the same tired excuse.

His jaw clenched. Then he pulled out his checkbook like it bit him.

He scribbled something quickly, tore it out, and started to walk away.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

“To give it to her.”

“I’m coming with you.”

“That’s not necessary.”

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