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he told the cab driver. The cab driver got excited when he heard that. He floored the gas pedal and got the three of them there in no time. “West River Institution…” Dustin read the sign out loud as he looked into the sales office, which was decorated luxuriously. “Dustin, are you sure you want to buy a house from here?” Shawna asked in shock. This was Grayvale’s most high-end property. The prices of these houses were far more expensive than Grayvale’s city center.

This apartment was in the prime district of Riverdale’s CBD, surrounded by hospitals, banks, and supermarkets. More importantly, its interior design matched my taste perfectly—simple, modern, with sleek, designer furniture. The sofa and dining set were brand new, their stylish aesthetic effortlessly blending with the space. After wandering through the apartment, I sprawled out on the massive king-sized bed and called Dolly. The line was busy. I muttered, “She’s really swamped.” Just then, my phone rang—it was Miles.

If I stay here for a time, it won't be a problem, right? Auntie asked with a smile, "So, where are we?" The cardigan-clad guy responded. He said courteously, "We are on terms and conditions." They talked about the conditions for renting my brother's home, thus, yeah. It's acceptable for them to pay the rent a little late because they are still students. They won't have a problem paying their electricity and water bills because they said they are fine with not using air conditioning. They won't have any issues with the furniture either because the house is furnished to the hilt. My brother, who likewise thinks too far for the future, as I already stated, purchased home goods.

After that, with all this, he would make Hayle come back to him. "This is the house of one of my acquaintances. They weren’t selling it, but I managed to persuade them. It’s an old house but still solid and well-maintained. It’s in a strategic location at the edge of the village, with a beautiful view. The river is still very clean. There’s a storage shed in the back, a wine cellar basement, and a small dock at the rear," Roberto explained about the house he was showing to Mr. and Mrs. Jaxter.

I shook violently as the medicine Mom made me drink scattered onto my body, pulling me under, deeper into darkness. But even as my consciousness faded, one truth remained. That mansion in my vision… It wasn’t my imagination. And neither was the life they were trying so desperately to make me forget. ***** After being thrown out of the Miller Mansion, River stayed in a luxurious villa at the outskirts of the city. It wasn’t because he was hiding, but because he didn’t want anyone ruining his plans. “Serenity… Shit,” River muttered as he clenched his fists, doing his best to control his emotions as he looked at the results from the drug he got from the mansion. “I need to take her away from th

None of the clothes look like they come from the bargain stores that I shop at but all are my style. The last box I open is smaller, it contains beautifully packaged lacy bras with matching panties. I can't sight of the price on one of the packages and gasp. “This set is more than what I'd pay for rent in a month,” I tell him, shocked at the cost but loving how luxurious the fabric feels. “Remind me again who your rental property is through?” he questions me as I'm dazzled over the underwear. “River Realty,” I answer. “Our rent is actually pretty low for the area though so I can’t complain.”

Everyone chuckled. Two hours later, they arrived at River’s home in Solville. His housekeeper had already prepared the rooms for them. After inspecting the villa her son had bought, Rosella commented, “It’s not big enough. You’ll need to buy a larger villa—at least bigger than this one—to serve as your marital home with Rosalie.” “I’ve been looking at properties, but haven’t found a suitable one yet.” Even without his mother’s reminder, River planned to buy a new, larger villa as his and Rosalie’s marital home.

No pain, no anger, just empty observation. "We're approaching the property now, ma'am," the driver announced. The car turned into an exclusive gated community and stopped in front of a massive modern house. It was three stories tall with floor-to-ceiling windows and a perfectly landscaped garden. "This is your residence for the duration of your stay," Marcus explained. "It's owned by Ravenwood Industries and has been prepared according to your specifications." Elena stepped out of the car and looked at the impressive house. It was probably worth ten million dollars, located in the most expensive neighborhood in Vaelthorne City.

Adam was halfway through his review of Havenridge’s updated financial reports when Melissa suddenly pushed open the office door; her expression dark. He didn't need to ask to know something was wrong “There’s a problem.” Adam placed the document down on the slightly arranged desk, “what kind of problem?” “Riverside Heights.” Adam frowned slightly. Out of the six properties managed by Havenridge, Riverside Heights was one of the larger residential buildings. While it wasn't luxurious, it was one of the most stable ones… Or at least it was supposed to be.

“It’s here. Let’s go in.” Harvey was indifferent, and walked in first. The real estate agent, a young woman, quickly walked up to welcome her guests. The moment she saw Harvey’s outfit, she hesitated. Although a lot of rich folk liked dressing inconspicuously in Buckwood, the issue here was that not even wealthy landlords could afford the properties in the Gardens Residences. After hesitating for a while, the real estate agent forced on a smile and said, “Sir, are you looking for a house to rent?”