Novel & Cerita The Millionaire Real Estate Agent

Janella asked in disappointment at how Evelyn looked so happy with Adrian like they were really dating each other. "Janella, what are you doing? Don't make it affect you. You can find better than Adrian. He's just handsome, but not as rich as the man you will marry soon," her mother reassures her, and she nodded with a grin. Later that night, Adrian and Evelyn found themselves in Adrian's cozy apartment. It was here that Evelyn discovered a truth about Adrian's financial standing. "I'm sorry about this, but my family isn't really well-off. In short, we're not really rich," Adrian confessed with honesty.

Trisha lived a physical life that involved long hours in the gym along with the regular training required for her job. Sara laughed. “Well, I’m back home.” “You’re where?” Trisha asked, all exhaustion gone from her voice. “Yeah. You remember Mr. Garrison? He died last week, and now you’re talking to the heir to a billion dollars.” “A wha—” Trisha gasped. “Well, probably half of that after taxes and whatnot.” “Sara! You didn’t tell me that old man was a bajillionaire!” Sara laughed. “I didn’t know! I knew he always had plenty of money to give me for college and whatever I needed until I got a job, but it seems that old coot was keeping some secrets.”

If I told Shena, she might cry with envy. Except for Oliver and Alex, I scrutinized the other guy. He was handsome, with tan skin and grayish hair, but he was still in a suit, as if he'd just come from work. "Do you not know that guy?" Chelsie must have noticed my confusion because she whispered to me. I shook my head and looked at her. "He's a man who inherited his ancestors' wealth. I heard his father's company went bankrupt, but a month later, he revived it. He's also a successful billionaire with branches in the Philippines and companies in other countries."

she whispered and headed towards the elevator. —Gary tried to digest the words of the woman in front of him who Eli recognized as a famous real estate agent to hide his identity, the woman brought her body so close while giving the penthouse card key for Gary where he will spend his life in hell in a few months to work and to keep the issue personal

Tell her, I'll be there" he dropped the call and drove crazily on the road. Overjoyed would be an understatement for his mood at the moment, he just seem to be the happiest person on Earth at the moment. *** "He sent you away?" My new secretary asked, sitting right next to me, he tried touching me but, I jerked his hand away. "He did, he fucking did, that motherfucker!!" She gritted her teeth in anger. "if not for the sake of his riches and my dad who's insisting on her partnering with him, what's there to like about that jerk??" She hissed, leaning back on the couch. "His handsome face, you can't deny that" he said to her and she nodded her head in agreement, fuck his handsome face, I'm don

I whispered. "What?" "This place is expensive, it's called a luxury villa for a reason," I argued. "So?" He asked, "I can't live here, Killian." "Pretty words from a pretty girl." He said. I blushed instantly before it changed to a glare. He was trying to distract me. He led me to the one closest to the company. The real estate agent was waiting for us. "Mr. Black, it's nice to see you." She greeted enthusiastically. I rolled my eyes at her perkiness.

How dare he. Don't get me wrong when I said he was a millionaire. Yes, he was a millionaire, but I wasn't a gold digger dating him for his money, it was the other way round. He was a millionaire, heir to a company, but, I was Fiona Katherine Winchester, billionaire and CEO of Winchester Group of Industries, the third most successful company on the entire continent, and, his company worked for mine. He was dating me for my money and I was dating him for my peace of mind.

I needed an agent that was as eager as I was. I didn’t waste my time checking the MLS for the area. If a realtor was going to be earning upward of forty grand from me, they could damn well do the legwork for me. I left my email open, anxious to know the second the agent got back to me, while I got busy coming up with numbers for the hotel renovations.

Samantha, who was downstairs, suddenly came to her senses and quickly approached them before yelling at William, “What are you doing here?” William sneered, “What am I doing here? Did you forget? I’ve previously said I’ll come here today for the money. You’ll have to mortgage the mansion if you can’t give me fifty million.” William smiled wickedly as he said that. “Do you see the men behind me? They are real estate agents.” After that, He turned back and said to those real estate agents, “All of you come here, aren’t you the best in the industry? Look at this mansion and give me an estimated price.”

He said vaguely, "My company sells real estate." Indeed, his company sold real estate. He'd merely left out the part about the company being his. The realization dawned on Mary. "Oh, so you're a real estate agent. Honestly, it doesn't matter what your job is. We're all regular people, anyway. "Mia's not the type to suck up to the wealthy and look down on the poor. All you have to do is treat her well. You didn't need to go to such lengths to put up such an act. It's such a waste of money, after all."