Book TRK
Chapter 272
Chapter 272
Leanne hadn’t even gotten a word in when Lisa, clearly impatient, blurted out, “We were here first! There’s something to be said about first come, first served.”
She then played her trump card, “Do you still want your son or not?”
Albert, clearly under her thumb, hadn’t expected an interloper to throw a wrench into his plans. Initially hoping to haggle, he now hurriedly told the agent, “We’re not done negotiating. I’ll take it at the asking price. It’s not like I can’t afford it.”
“Just a moment,” Hans said before stepping aside, phone to his ear, seemingly seeking the competitor’s opinion.
He returned swiftly, his words still directed at Leanne.
“No matter what Albert offers, we will top it by an additional ten percent.”
This wasn’t an auction but a property sale. When did people bid like this?
Leanne had a feeling something was up.
Both Lisa and Albert had a sour look. Who was this big spender, snapping up a house without trying to bring the price down and even putting more on the table? Was he nuts?
With a smile, Hans looked at them, “If you two are willing to raise your offer, please make a decision quickly. Mr. Richardson is in a hurry to get to a meeting.”
Albert changed his expression slightly, “Which Mr. Richardson?”
“The one you’re thinking of,” Hans replied, his gaze carrying a subtle hint of meaning. “By the way, Mr. Richardson asked me to tell you, he heard your wife is recuperating in Hawaii. He’s flying out there in a couple of days and wouldn’t mind paying her a visit. If you have any messages for your wife, he’d be more than happy to deliver them.” Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
Just five minutes ago, Albert was all high and mighty, but now he coughed awkwardly, his arrogance deflated, his eyes darting between Leanne and Hans, his speech stuttering.
“Uh, I forgot to ask, which Mrs. Richardson might you be?”
Before Leanne could respond, Hans, as if just remembering, said, “Oh, I also forgot to mention, this lady here is Mr. Richardson’s wife.”
Albert became awkward, even a bit bizarre, “So, you’re selling a house to your husband? Is this some kind of internal transaction just for fun?”
Leanne was equally puzzled by Curtis’ unpredictable whims.
The day he said he could sell it to him, he refused outright. Now he was back throwing money around.
Hans, speaking on behalf of Mr. Richardson, said, “Mr. Richardson mentioned he takes a personal interest in the real estate market’s development and is quite saddened by the current slump. He wants to contribute in his own small way.”
Leanne and Albert was speechless.
Really? That was how they were killing their time?
Albert’s wife had been in poor health, unable to have more children after their daughter’s birth, which had been a strain. As he got older, the absence of a son became a sore spot.
Curtis was indeed capable. After Blue Beacon Collective went public under ElitePinnacle’s management, its value soared, as did his net worth, making him a bit too confident. At al dinner party, he ended up taking Lisa home, more by accident than design.
It was supposed to be a fleeting affair, but to everyone’s surprise, she got pregnant with
his son.
With his wife’s health failing and not expected to survive till the next Christmas, he started getting ideas.
But harboring ill intentions was different from causing a scandal in front of his wife. After all, it could mean losing half his fortune.
He couldn’t afford to offend Curtis, nor outbid him.
For Albert, the Crystal Cove Villas were the limit, something to mull over. For the Richardson family, it was merely a rather nice house.
Hastily, Albert pulled a reluctant Lisa away.
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