Riches in Disguise

While I was handling the paperwork, the property manager came over personally. We exchanged pleasantries and took some photos, and he insisted on treating me to dinner, which I declined. I planned to head straight back to school.

They accompanied me to the entrance, and as I reached the roadside to call a taxi, a sudden honking caught my attention. I looked up to see an Audi pulling up.

A woman with a ponytail leaned out the window and shouted, "Are you blind? What are you doing standing in the middle of the entrance? Move it!"noveldrama

I turned to look back. I was clearly standing to the side of the door, not in the middle. She should just admit she had bad driving skills instead of blaming me for blocking the road.

I ignored her, but to my surprise, the woman had quite a temper. She flung open her car door and stepped out as if she was ready to fight me. Another woman in white quickly followed and rushed in front of her, apologizing profusely.

"I'm so sorry! She's in a bad mood today."

Since the woman in white had a decent attitude, I decided not to pursue the matter. Just as I was about to nod in acknowledgment, the woman in white suddenly opened her wallet and threw a red bill my way.

"Take this and buy yourself a drink."

Before I could process what had happened, she dragged her fiery friend back into the car. I stood there, stunned. Did she mean that as a gesture of goodwill, or was it a sign of disdain? I couldn't quite tell.

Then I heard the woman in white say to the angry girl, "Come on. Stop making a scene. We need to finish selling the house and go see Charlotte.

"She's been in the hospital for so long, and as her sister, you haven't visited her. Isn't that a bit much?"

I was taken aback when I heard them mention Charlotte. It turned out that the fiery woman was Charlotte's sister, which explained her unreasonable attitude. I shook my head and went back to calling a taxi.

Just then, my phone lit up with a call from Lucy. She was Gordon Zimmer's daughter, the president of the business association.

She had invited me to dinner at the Wellington Hotel last time, but we hadn't been

in touch since. I wondered why she was calling me now.

Nevertheless, I answered the call.

"Mr. White, where are you having fun today?"

I chuckled. "I'm just an ordinary student. What fun could I possibly be having?"

"Not having fun? Then I'll come find you and liven things up a bit!"

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of conversation this was. I felt both amused and confused. "What do you want?" I asked.

"I want to have some fun with you!" she replied.

I got straight to the point and asked, "Cut it out. What's the real reason for your call?"

"You're so young, yet you sound so serious!" Lucy Zimmer's voice was playful. "Where are you? I'd like to bring you a little gift to apologize for how I acted last time we met."

"No need for that," I declined.

"Oh, come on! Just send me your address."

I reluctantly provided her with the address for Pelagos Estates.

About 20 minutes later, a brand-new Rolls-Royce pulled up in front of me.

She stepped out in a white shirt and jeans, her hair styled in a bun on top of her head. She looked fresh and capable, though it was hard to ignore that three buttons of her shirt were deliberately left undone.

Most women would look sexy with just two buttons undone, but I was taken aback by her boldness in leaving three open.