The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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.

Waylon reached for his suit jacket draped over the

reluctantly complied and followed him out the door.

cafe adjacent

driver’s seat, Waylon turned to Doris, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked, “Do you want me

shook her head gently, replying, “No, that won’t

is a big deal, Waylon remarked, casting a sidelong glance at her. “You need to be careful against potential scams. Are

replied, “Perhaps you should come with me after all.”

Her entire savings amounted to just over three million, and falling

his eyes, mocking her for stubbornly refusing his

parked the car near the building’s entrance and accompanied

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

and

affirmed with a

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

the seller shifted their attention

her head shyly, avoiding direct eye contact with him. His presence was formidable, and he suffocated her when she tried to meet his

the other hand, the seller scrutinized Waylon

Benjamin insisted that I play my

and inquired, “Are you looking to buy a

“Yes,” Doris nodded.

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