Ethan’s POV
The dumbfounded look he had on his face was befitting of an Oscar for a dumbass. I crossed my legs and stared at him with a bemused expression on my face. Did he think I was a fool, who would just pay him a whopping sum of a hundred billion dollars for a house that I already know who the owner was? Even if I have no idea who the owner of the penthouse is, and believe that he’s the one, I wouldn’t pay him without knowing the authenticity of the documents provided.
“What questions are you asking, sir?” He chuckled but couldn’t hide the nervousness in his expression. “The penthouse is mine. It’s in the documents I gave to you.”
“Hmm,” I hummed and rubbed my temple as I glanced through the documents again. “This doesn’t look authentic to me.”
“Of course it does. This penthouse
