Waylon questioned himself internally, Should I be happy for her or not?

He wasn’t experiencing any strong sense of joy, but realizing he did feel a sense of relief seeing her so elated was perplexing. What kind of logic was this?

Waylon struggled to understand his feelings.

“Which sales office are you headed to?” he asked casually, masking his emotion.

Doris responded, “Starhill Garden. A property conveniently located nearby the city center.”

Waylon, rising from his seat, offered, “I can drive you there. You seem to be in quite a rush, and the seller might grow impatient and reconsider if you take too long.”

Caught off guard, Doris quickly declined his offer. “No, that’s alright. I can manage on my own. You just got home, and you should rest.”

“I’m not tired.”

Doris insisted, “I don’t want to trouble you. I’ve already been enough of a burden.”

He answered sternly, “One more time won’t make a difference.”

What? Do I have to shamelessly insist on going with her?

With a firm tone, he declared, “It’s no trouble at all! Consider this a final gesture. Since you’re planning to move out soon, you won’t have the opportunity to trouble me anymore.”

Truthfully, she was upset with his response.

suit jacket draped over the sofa. He urged, “Let’s

followed him out

minutes later, they arrived at the cafe adjacent to the Starhill

Waylon turned to Doris, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked, “Do

head gently, replying, “No, that won’t be

a sidelong glance at her. “You need to be careful against potential scams. Are you

nervously, Doris replied, “Perhaps you should come

entire savings amounted to just over three million, and falling for a scam would be a

his eyes, mocking her for stubbornly refusing

car near the building’s entrance and accompanied Doris inside.

be in her thirties. She

her feet and

Doris affirmed with

introduction, “This is Waylon, a close friend. He’s here to accompany me

seller shifted their

was formidable, and he suffocated her when she tried to meet his

the seller scrutinized

be Mr. Adelmar? Mr. Benjamin insisted that I

Doris a somewhat uneasy smile and inquired,

“Yes,” Doris nodded.

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