Ambush of the Quadruplets: Stay Away From This Woman

“This isn’t all,” the woman said. “He wrote a will before he passed away, stating that he wanted. to sell this Starhill Garden house and give all the proceeds to his mistress as if taking care of her for the rest of her life. Can you believe it? It’s enough to drive me crazy!”

“Indeed!” Doris thought of her sister and remarked, “This property is part of your marriage assets. Why should you sell it and give the money to his mistress?”

“But he left a will,” the woman said. “If I don’t follow it, his family will blame me for going against his wishes.”

“So, what do you plan to do?” Doris seemed to understand the woman’s thoughts.

“Well, since that jerk specified that all the money from selling the house goes to his mistress, I’ll just do as he said.”

“Are you suggesting…”

The woman raised a finger, “I’ll sell it for one dollar, and then donate all the house to the mistress, as per the will!”

“One dollar?” Doris exclaimed. “Isn’t that too cheap?”

“What? Do you want me to sell it for two dollars and give that bitch an extra dollar? Am I supposed to be that generous?”

Doris, “…” Wasn’t it more complicated than that?

the mistress. Could it be that

out of the question!

like she’s giving it away too easily!

be lucky she’s not

wants a share of the

away that one dollar? I

woman’s eyes. “Maybe, Ms. Doris, can you negotiate? Would one cent work? One cent feels just

Doris frowned. “Just be magnanimous and give her the dollar. You can’t

I’ll take your advice. Deal!” The woman turned to Haider. “The property contract is being transferred to Ms. Doris. Help with the paperwork,

thing,” Haider presented the prepared contract, “Ms. Doris, please sign

said. “Ms. Doris hasn’t transferred the house payment to me yet. I’ll wait until the payment is

opened her bead bag, “I

a one-yuan steel coin and handed it to the woman, saying, “This

house payment to our mistress. She’s counting on this money to live a comfortable life for the rest of her days. Ha ha ha!

in her wallet, wrote a receipt for the transfer fee, and

bubble tea shop,

down at his phone, his face

well she had played her part, hoping to please Mr.

heart, the