Henry Stanton gave Sumr Monroe a comforting look and said to the old lady, "Mom, you’re sick, and have no appetite for anything. But try to eat a little..."
Under Henry Stanton’s persuasion, the old lady ate a few more, but when she got to the fourth one, she really didn’t want to eat any more and directly said, "I can’t eat anymore."
Henry Stanton sighed, waved his hand to signal Sumr Monroe to leave.
Sumr Monroe answered, "Yes," and turned around to leave.
No one noticed the barely discernible curve at her mouth.
Of course, it tasted terrible.
In the countryside, she cooked for the next day, but now it’s not needed, so why bother making it taste good?
She wasn’t there to be the old lady’s cook!
Besides, Henry Stanton wouldn’t suspect her.
After all, what bad intentions could such an obedient and filial daughter possibly have?
Except for Damian Knight, she didn’t want to make dumplings for anyone else for the rest of her life.
Wait, why did she think of Damian Knight again?
Sumr Monroe shook her head to dispel thoughts of Damian Knight, then returned to the room to make preparations for Dottie’s matter.
Since it was confird that Henry Stanton is her enemy, there was no need to delay any longer.
The sooner this matter is resolved, the better. She was tired of playing the sweet and naive lamb.
...
Elsewhere.
A real estate sales office sowhere in the western hemisphere.
This is the only sales office in Europe that sells only top luxury hos, where all luxury real estate transactions in Europe take place.
Since they were pretending to shop, they had to shop in a suitable place so that the guy lurking in the shadows wouldn’t suspect the real purpose of their "shopping trip."
Damian Knight and Ryder Quinn casually strolled inside.
Both exuded an extraordinary aura and carried themselves with impressive bearing. The sales manager imdiately realized they were people of great wealth or status and quickly approached them with a warm smile.
The sales manager, fluent in various languages, imdiately greeted them in fluent Cathaysian when he saw they were from Cathaysia: "Good afternoon, gentlen, are you here to buy a house?"
Damian Knight didn’t speak, but seed to be casually observing the surroundings.
Ryder Quinn, looking like an affluent young master with his hands in his pockets, asked, "What do you recomnd? Price is not an issue."
Hearing this, the sales manager beca even more enthusiastic.
He quickly made a welcoming gesture, leading them to a model of a luxury ho, enthusiastically introducing it: "This is a building located in the southern region of Cathaysia. It has 27 floors and covers nearly 40,000 square ters, comparable to the Palace of Versailles..."
Damian Knight raised his hand to stop the sales manager from continuing.
The sales manager paused for a mont and imdiately asked, "What’s the matter, sir? Dissatisfied with the building?"
Damian Knight said expressionlessly, "I don’t want one in Cathaysia."
Ryder Quinn added, "We want one nearby, one we can visit today."
The sales manager thought for a mont, and said, "Then it would be the LA Modern Luxury Residence in Aurelia, it’s a three-hour drive."
Damian Knight glanced at Ryder Quinn, who imdiately understood and said, "Just take us there, models don’t show much."
"Okay, I’ll go get the keys, and we’ll head over imdiately."
The sales manager bowed slightly, hurriedly left, and soon returned with a key card, saying, "We can depart now. Shall we take my car, or...?"
"Let’s take ours, and you can drive."
"Alright." The sales manager quickly followed them out.
On the way, the sales manager enthusiastically introduced the luxury hos of Aurelia.
"This luxury residence covers 1,500 square ters and is the work of the master luxury designer Clean. It features a typical open-plan living space and automatic ultra-wide-angle floor-to-ceiling windows..."
In the back seat, Damian Knight listened, feeling drowsy.
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