What kind of fool would pay a fortune for someone else's second-hand house?
That property wasn't even worth ninety-eight million—the price was more than double the market value.
When she'd bought it, she'd prioritized peace and quiet, good air, and waking up to birdsong. The location wasn't exactly prime real estate.
Justin Taylor shook his head. "The buyer used a pseudonym, so I don't know who it is."
Nora Fatehi said, "Justin, thank you for telling me this."
After ending the call, she set the house matter aside and began investigating the industry elites for Chloe Bishop.
Coming out of the mall, Xavier Grayson radiated cold fury like a human refrigerator. Lana Rose followed nervously behind him, not daring to make a sound.
She'd hoped to take Adrian toy shopping to slowly win him
