Unlimited Son-In-Law

Unlimited Son-In-Law Chapter 17

As a professional salesperson, Rafe immediately introduced the place, “This is the most expensive house in Pollerton. It’s called the Prime Property of Pollerton and is worth thirteen hundred million. There is a recreational room, a billiard room, a swimming pool, and a sunroom inside the house. I heard that its ownership is about to be transferred soon.

Narrowing his eyes, Oliver stared at the building. His eyes glinted as he pondered to himself.

Meanwhile, Irene and Rebecca were glancing at the building in envy.

“Thirteen hundred million? Who would be able to buy it? The buyer is probably a financial magnate, right?” Irene wondered aloud.

“No ordinary person can fork out thirteen hundred million to buy a house,” Rafe replied. He appeared to be a little pathetic as he smiled suppliantly at the lady and bowed to her gently.

Oliver’s gaze swept past Rafe in disdain. “Whoever it is, that’s none of your business. Your monthly salary is just three thousand and six hundred.”

Hearing this, Rafe flinched. Though his smile froze on his face, he did not dare to counter back.

Just then, Irene and Rebecca giggled in unison. “Yes, Rafe. You shouldn’t worry about this. Instead, think about how you can sell the house to earn more commission.”

“Commission? Hmph, it’s more like you’re receiving alms.” Irene snorted.

Thereafter, Donald replied, “Rafe is a salesperson. How could you deem the results of his hard work as alms?”.

Hearing this, Irene glared contemptuously at Donald.

His outfit is worth less than two hundred, and he still has the audacity to stand up for someone in front of us?

Then, she retorted, “That’s none of your business as well. In my opinion, it’s your luck that Mr. Langford was willing to give you a commission. Since he can easily pay one hundred million for a house, he could directly discuss the offer with the owner of the estate himself. Hence, you’re not really helpful to him.”

Irene had mistakenly assumed that Donald was a property agent as well. Hence, she treated him with derision.

“There’s no such thing as equality in this world. Oliver is way better than you,”

Rebecca piped up coldly.

by praising the latter and belittling Rafe

dismissively. “All right, that’s enough. Let’s

in an indifferent tone, his face betrayed the arrogant attitude he

tugged at his sleeve to stop him,

Then, Donald fell silent.

way, they arrived at the ninth apartment of the twenty-seventh

opened the door for them. His face looked wan and sallow. The interior of the apartment was lavish. It occupied three hundred square meters and had its own

I wouldn’t have sold this apartment. The total price for this is ninety-seven million. We can sign the contract immediately,” the middle-aged man voiced out, his gaze directed at

he had already been able to accurately figure

his head intermittently. Finally, he said, “I’m quite satisfied with your house. Nonetheless, I’ll have to consider it for a while. I’ll give you a reply by tomorrow. Is that

the middle-aged man agreed,

you give me your contact

up swiftly. He remarked to the middle-aged man, “You can just contact me. Why don’t

the two directly liaised with one another, it would be highly disadvantageous to Rafe, as he might

the middle-aged man’s head bobbed up and down in compliance. He commented, “All right, that’s the rules of

allow you to speak? What’re you afraid

Rafe panicked. He stuttered, “No, you’re mistaken.

“What?” Oliver questioned unhappily.

don’t you understand it? Rafe searched for the property and contacted the sellers by himself. He had a hard time doing so. Are you going to disregard his

you to tell Mr. Langford off?” Irene

looked at Irene. Seeing this, the

unable to fully comprehend the situation at hand, he subsequently

the middle-aged man, “Thank you, Mr. Yellere. We won’t

peeked at Oliver and

looking back at Rafe, Oliver uttered, “Let’s meet up at

at Donald to notice that the latter had a mocking

inquired, “All right. Where shall we go

Oliver declared. Thereafter, he boarded

bid Donald and Rafe goodbye. Rolling their

at the BMW that was speeding away, Rafe voiced out, “Oliver seems so arrogant. I wonder what our lunch