A School-District Home Made My Family the Neighbors' Target

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On the first day I move into my new home, the woman next door presents an agreement and pressures me to sell the property at twenty percent below its value. When I refuse, she claims to have forgotten her access card and repeatedly rings my doorbell late at night, frightening my young daughter to tears. Property management urges me to put up with it, and the neighbors tell me to compromise. Then I discover that she has not forgotten her card at all: she is deliberately pressuring me to sell cheaply. I begin collecting evidence so everyone can see her true face. As the neighborhood dispute unfolds, the scheme behind it gradually comes to light.