Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1210 Transfer Of Contract

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.

for his suit jacket draped over

followed him out the

arrived at the cafe adjacent to the Starhill Garden sales

to Doris, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked, “Do you want

gently, replying,

need to be careful against potential scams. Are you sure

should come with me after

her. Her entire savings amounted to just over three million, and falling for a scam

her for

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

a woman appearing to be in her thirties. She was sharp, composed, and exuded the air of a career

feet and warmly greeted her.

Doris affirmed with

Waylon, a close friend. He’s here to

and the seller shifted

with him. His presence was formidable, and he

hand, the seller scrutinized Waylon

herself, Could this be Mr. Adelmar? Mr. Benjamin insisted that I

inquired,

“Yes,” Doris nodded.

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