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He grumbled. Immediately, Hayden smacked his lips together and chided them fiercely. If it hadn't... If it didn't betray him about Justin, he'd never have been in such a position. A decision suddenly flickered through his mind. He'll kiss Zenos later when they arrive at the hotel late. The car suddenly drove into Summerhills, one of the most expensive and popular estates in the country. The estate was so expensive that the starting price of a piece of land is estimated to be a 10-digit figure, and not only does one need to have money to buy it, but one also needs to have influence and a deep connection.

Marion spoke. "We prefer not to be disturbed. Have the staff leave the estate for the next few days." "Understood." The butler nodded. Debra didn't know Marion owned such a large estate overseas. "This place looks like it's been around for a while. When did you buy it?" "I didn't buy it. This estate used to belong to the Bernard family." "So, it was owned by Cathryn, right?" "She mortgaged it to Conrad, and after the Jovial Hotel incident, it was transferred to Drake."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA The Duchene English Estate, Eastern Province, Leighton, England (1762) By the time the lads reached their family estate, large crowds had gathered with a vast number of people eager to get into the hallowed halls of The Duchene Estate, it was for good reason as Alana Duchene was well known for her lavish parties as well as her equally lavish lifestyle. Casimir's taste in elegant and expensive things had no doubt come from her and she fed into it quite literally most of the time. Alain could hardly see what all the fuss was about, just a bunch of drunken strangers fawning over his mother's wealth and lifestyle only to covet it and desp

I clarified. "How are you?" "Fine, it's just not my best day," I replied with a long sigh. I then moved to tell Sir about my proposal to buy White Estate for half a billion dollars and keep it until Jayden settled the ongoing menace around him. He thought it was an excellent offer and asked if there was something he could do to help. I told him to use his free time, which was almost always to read up as much as he could on estate management since it was close to his major. Sir rolled his eyes and stressed that he studied hotel management, which was utterly different from estate management, but he promised to do his best. I trusted Sir's abilities; he was still the smartest among us.

She had no intention of hosting any welcome party for Liz. Mrs. Smith Sr. only nodded. “Alright then. What day are you planning to hold Mandy’s party?” Thinking Mrs. Smith Sr. had agreed to lend them Harmony Estate, Kimberly’s face brightened. “Next Sunday evening.” Harmony Estate was a family estate passed down through generations of the Smiths, covering several acres on the outskirts of Stanley City, right beside a luxury villa community. When the developers were planning the neighborhood, they had offered two billion to buy the estate. Mrs. Smith Sr. refused to sell, so the developers had no choice but to move the entire project to the side, building around it.

He had a feeling Kiandra was about to tell him the truth about who he really was to her but that phone call snapped her out of it. Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, he walked up to the mother and the daughter. The guards who were there greeted him and he nodded as a reply. “Let’s go in,” he said to Kiandra. “This is too much. Don’t you have a smaller apartment, I’m okay with that than this,” Kiandra told Lucas. “I’m a billionaire, I don’t do small things,” Lucas replied as the door to the penthouse opened. Just as she had expected, everything screamed luxury. From the walls to the tiles to the interior design, everything screamed money.

Lucas walked toward the private elevator. The doors opened automatically. Before entering, he looked back at the residence. Three billion dollars. The highest property in Hilton Estate. Completely renovated. Completely private. And completely controlled by the man the world knew only as Milord. The doors closed. Lucas smiled. The Morgan fortune was gone. But his new life was only beginning.

It turned out he had no heirs, so the firm handling his estate is dismantling it and distributing the money to various charities. “Poor man. That’s a pity. I guess he built this place with the idea that he’d find someone and start a family.” Ivy eagerly absorbed her surroundings as they moved from one room to the next. Dismantling the estate could explain why the home appeared so empty. The executors probably sold the furniture and artwork first. The estate manager informed me. Now, here’s a private elevator. It’ll take us to the basement, second story, or the attic. He incorporated every luxury he could find or have custom-made. Price wasn’t a problem for him.”

Calling it an estate alone sounds quite insulting if I’m being honest. That estate is a gold mine that has been in existence long before I was born. It seems just like a regular piece of land to outsiders but every man born to our world knows the power that comes with owning that property. It’s secluded and picturesque scenery gives its owner a level of secrecy and exclusivity, creating a contrasting image with the criminal activities that goes on beneath the estate grounds. A perfect distraction from the prying eyes of the cops, if you ask me. My favorite part of its location in Saddle River is its closeness to New York City and the other major hubs, allowing for easy access to the underwor

His mother sounded like a nice person but we all need crackheads in our circle, I thought looking ahead with a sly smile. After fifteen more minutes on the road, we finally arrived at the estate lined with a couple of Victorian-style houses. This was the King's estate, owned by Diego's grandfather. According to several sources online, the estate was a tribute to his great-grandmother's housing designs. The next minute we were pulling up to the biggest building in the estate. It was a mansion with an undeniable grandeur and elegance. It felt like a privilege to be here. Funny, I usually thought stepping into my villa was a privilege to anyone.