Tucked inside the second page of the contract was an explanatory letter written by Luke.
He explained that since I didn't meet the local property purchasing requirements yet, he had used Sasha's name for the nominee holding. He claimed the house was meant for me from the very beginning.
After reading it, Tiffany couldn't help but sneer.
"Does he honestly believe that as long as you're the ultimate beneficiary, it doesn't matter who takes your place along the way?"
I put the contract and the letter back into the envelope, called a courier, and sent it back to him untouched.
That evening, Luke blocked my path downstairs at Tiffany's apartment building.
Having not seen him for a few days, he looked somewhat disheveled, holding my favorite chestnut cake in his hand.
Upon seeing me, he i
