Son-In-Law Madness

Chapter 607 Dismissal

Sensing Willard looking at him, Donald uttered casually, “Please, go on. Don’t mind me.” What the h*ll? F*ck you! Willard fumed with anger. “Who are you, and what are you doing here?”

Tanya smiled mockingly and said, “They came to our sales gallery in a Highlander to view our units and even told me they wanted to buy a large mansion.”

“What? They drove a Highlander here to buy a mansion?” Willard said to Donald condescendingly, “How much money do you have in your pocket right now? How dare you come here to enjoy the free drinks here. Hurry up and get lost. Don’t linger here and ruin my mood.”

Discomfort rose within Donald after he heard Willard’s remark. I’m here to buy a mansion, and you two could’ve continued to indulge in your intimate moment, so why did you have to scold me?

“If someone who drives a Highlander is not qualified to buy a mansion, in your opinion, what car should someone drive for them to be qualified to purchase a mansion?”

“Of course they need to drive a Maybach like me.” Willard was flaunting his wealth when Jennifer suddenly walked over after she heard the commotion.

this is the first time I’ve seen a girl as pure and charming as her. She’s a fine woman, a first-class beauty! More importantly, why is an exceptional woman like her

can someone who drives a Maybach like

that thought, intense jealousy burned

You won’t get any benefits by staying together with him. Why don’t you become my woman instead? I’ll gift you a huge mansion.” Willard took out a bank card and waved it in front of Jennifer. “If you agree to my offer, I’ll immediately give you the four

allowance of four hundred thousand! Tanya,

aren’t we buying a mansion?

disturb me. I’m busy right now.” Willard pushed Tanya away while boring his eyes into Jennifer. “What do you say, gorgeous? Why don’t

this lady here is my customer. Please do not

stepped forward to stop

are you?”

Xena Yarbrough. Mister, you’re harassing my customer at the moment. I’ll have to

to greet me politely when