Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

Chapter 272

Leanne hadn’t even gotten a word in when Lisa, clearly impatient, blurted out, “We were here first! There’s something to be said about first come, first served.”

She then played her trump card, “Do you still want your son or not?”

Albert, clearly under her thumb, hadn’t expected an interloper to throw a wrench into his plans. Initially hoping to haggle, he now hurriedly told the agent, “We’re not done negotiating. I’ll take it at the asking price. It’s not like I can’t afford it.”

“Just a moment,” Hans said before stepping aside, phone to his ear, seemingly seeking the competitor’s opinion.

He returned swiftly, his words still directed at Leanne.

“No matter what Albert offers, we will top it by an additional ten percent.”

This wasn’t an auction but a property sale. When did people bid like this?

Leanne had a feeling something was up.

Both Lisa and Albert had a sour look. Who was this big spender, snapping up a house without trying to bring the price down and even putting more on the table? Was he nuts?

are willing to raise your offer, please

changed his expression slightly,

one you’re thinking of,” Hans replied, his gaze carrying a subtle hint of meaning. “By the way, Mr. Richardson asked me to tell you, he heard your wife is recuperating in Hawaii. He’s flying out there in a couple of days and

coughed awkwardly, his arrogance deflated, his eyes

to ask, which Mrs. Richardson might

could respond, Hans, as if just remembering, said, “Oh, I also forgot to mention,

selling a house to your husband?

puzzled by Curtis’ unpredictable

said he could sell it to him, he refused outright. Now he was

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takes a personal interest in the real estate market’s development and is quite saddened by

and Albert

how they were killing

after their daughter’s birth, which had

management, its value soared, as did his net worth, making him a bit too confident. At al dinner party, he ended up taking Lisa home, more by accident than design.