Novel & Cerita Perumahan Golden Hills

said Jake. Alena's forehead wrinkled. This time, she had no idea what the three handsome men wanted. Grand Hills was an elite residential area where a single unit could cost tens of millions of dollars. And that residential area was one of the properties owned by Jake Wilson. “Excuse me, sir. Aren't there already employees and managers at Grand Hills who can serve them?” Jake smiled broadly, gently patting Alena's hand. “Come on, just meet them tomorrow. Besides, when else would anyone want to buy three of our exclusive units in one day?”

Travis closed his eyes, relaxing his furrowed brow, and casually replied, "The contract hasn't been signed yet, but I've already verbally terminated it." The old man nodded silently, organizing the documents in his hand. As the car left the main urban area of Bloomington, it drove toward the foot of the Green Hills. Green Hills got its name from the green mountains surrounding it. With three sides embraced by water and one side surrounded by mountains, it was an excellent geomantic treasure land. Despite being a relatively unknown small town, Green Hills boasted the most famous wealthy estate community in the country, One Green Hills Manor. Those who could reside in One Green Hills Manor pra

They had the photo enlarged and framed and took it along with gifts for all the Hills hoping for an entry into the superrich family. Booking a luxury Bentley to make a good impression and dressing to the nines, the duo landed in front of the magnificent Hills mansion which spread across a huge 20 acre expanse and looked like a King’s castle from a distance. Introducing themselves to the terse guards did not scratch any surface as they were made to stand outside as a butler was sent in with their names.

We followed the road, which served as one of the arteries leading to the heart of town and slowed as we approached an intersection. To our left and right sat gated communities with large wrought iron fences. Positioned out front where everyone on the main road could see, were signs with elegant cursive giving names to the pristine cul-de-sacs. The houses in each were shrouded by the bushy trees that served as the first line of defense, but I could make out a few private swimming pools and what looked to be a golf course. Hidden Hills was the name of the neighborhood Sylvia lived in. We pulled up to a guard shack, where the lanky man inside slid open the glass window to peer at Sylvia’s drive

So when I saw the sign saying You Are Now Leaving Cinderville I got a little freaked out. "How long until we get there?" "Not long now, Copper. In fact, I believe we're here." Sure enough, we were. We passed through large these large ass steel gates taller than my house, but not before I caught sight of gold plated words telling us that we were now entering The Golden Hills Gated Community. My mind. Was. Blown.

The House in Hampton Hills where the Hunts live was one of the villas situated on the main road leading to the chateau far ahead. However, even if it was on the main street, it was not noisy as the houses were mostly soundproofed. Also, Hampton Hills itself was a gated luxury subdivision that only cars registered by homeowners were allowed to enter. Guests could only come in after confirming with the house owners. To say that the security was very strict was not an exaggeration.

Thea did not know anything about it. To her, James had forged an identity card. She tossed it away just to be on the safe side. After driving for more than an hour, James and Thea finally reached the Hills’ residence. It was located in the rural countryside and not in the city. Although located in a remote area, the Hills’ residence was a four-story high detached villa with a large surface area. It was a privately-built villa. Many cars were parked outside. After all, the Hills were a big family.

Their journey ended on the outskirts of Neive, in a hilltop residential complex. It was an exclusive location, with no neighbors in sight, resembling the kind of hideout Raven always preferred. At a glance, the house perched on the hill blended seamlessly with its surroundings. The soothing green walls and dominant wood tones made the house look serene and inviting. And let’s not even mention the surrounding environment. Standing atop the hill guaranteed its occupants breathtaking views of lush greenery and a stunning valley stretching before them. The view alone could easily double the house’s value.

Lucille casually responded as she replied to the messages. Spencer furrowed his brows and asked, "You even have a house in that area, Mrs. Layton?" Creekside Villas were one of the properties of JM Corporation. They were the golden villas in a prime location, and each 33 units had an owner. Of course, since they were made by JM Corporation, the villas were top-notch, and their prices naturally reflected that. After replying to the messages, Lucille turned to him and smiled. "What's wrong? Are you surprised that I have a house of my own, Mr. Layton?"