However, the next mont, the sales manager said, "By the way, the owner selling the house is very beautiful, nad Miss San, seems to be from Cathaysia..."
Damian Knight’s eyelids lifted.
"What did you say the previous owner’s na was?"
The sales manager was almost unable to hold the steering wheel when Damian Knight suddenly spoke up.
The man in the back seat obviously had a noble identity, and his words were few and far between, so when he suddenly spoke, it startled the manager.
But the sales manager had seen countless wealthy people and quickly recovered, replying, "Nad Miss San..."
The pronunciation of "San" is the sa as "Shan," which is the "Shan" in Sumr Monroe’s Chinese na.
For so reason, Damian Knight felt a strange sensation upon hearing this na.
Damian Knight couldn’t help but ask, "What’s her Cathaysian na?"
"I don’t know about that." The sales manager shook his head, saying, "Miss San only ca once, and everything afterward was handled by her finance person. Plus... even if I knew, I couldn’t disclose custor information to you. Sorry about that. However, if you decide to buy this mansion, Miss San would definitely show up to sign the contract with you."
Damian Knight lowered his gaze and directly sent a ssage to Sumr Monroe on his phone.
Over there, Sumr was making a spreadsheet in her room when she suddenly received a ssage from Damian Knight.
The content was very simple, with only one sentence: "Did you sell a house in Aurelia a few months ago?"
Sumr hesitated for a mont, but without hiding from Damian Knight, she directly replied, "Yes. What’s up?"
On his end, a slight curve appeared on Damian Knight’s lips.
Looks like sotis a person’s sixth sense can be quite accurate.
San... that’s her na abroad.
Damian Knight curved his eyes in a light smile, wasn’t this a coincidence?
Even if he and Sumr originally didn’t have a chance to et, perhaps this could be an opportunity to get to know her.
Just what kind of story would unfold if they got to know each other under these circumstances?
Damian Knight’s thoughts drifted far away until the sales manager’s voice rang out again like a mantra: "Although this mansion occupies a large area, it only has five bedrooms, but don’t let the number of bedrooms fool you, each bedroom is over 100 square ters. There’s also an infinity pool, a wine cellar, a gallery, and a private cinema. The most unique feature is an automated bonfire where you can swing while watching the bonfire and night scene..."
In the passenger seat, Ryder Quinn impatiently rubbed his ears, the only one listening attentively was Damian Knight.
He couldn’t help but envision Sumr sitting on a swing watching the bonfire.
Just then, they finally arrived at the top-tier mansion ntioned by the sales manager.
Ryder Quinn was the first to get out of the car, unable to tolerate the sales manager’s chatter anymore.
They weren’t actually there to buy a house.
Besides, they had long picked out this house, and at this mont, the area surrounding this hillside villa was likely filled with their people.
A trap had already been set, just waiting to catch their target.
Sumr, over on her end, was still waiting for Damian Knight’s reply, feeling a bit curious, she sent another ssage—
"How did you know I was selling a house in Aurelia?"
Damian Knight received Sumr’s ssage when he was getting out of the car, he looked up at the breathtaking hillside villa, and a few seconds later, he looked down to reply: "Just a coincidence. Who would’ve thought you’re a little rich lady."
On her end, Sumr couldn’t resist raising her eyebrows slightly at the words "little rich lady."
The word "little," in "little rich lady," was perhaps a bit hasty?
She replied with a "smiley face" emoji, put down her phone, and continued working on her spreadsheet.
Once she received what she needed from Dottie, she could complete the spreadsheet, and then... awaiting Henry Stanton were a series of unsavory matters.
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