New beginning: Billionaire love story

Chapter 19

Chapter 19 The house

"So, this is it? This is the house?"

"Yep.

"Wow...It's...so grand."

"I know." Claire replied with a smirk etched on her lips.

Earlier, Claire had instructed Matthew to set up a meeting with Dennis Anderson. She needed answers, and Dennis seemed like the key to find answer. They met at a quaint cottee shop, choosing a quiet corner for their discussion "Thank you for meeting with me, Dennis," Claire began, her tone serious yet polite.

Dennis nodded, his expression showing a hint of concern. "Of course, Claire. You seemed quite troubled at the party yesterday."

Claire wasted no time getting to the point. "I want to know what happened to my family's house. You mentioned it briefly, but we didn't get a chance to discuss it further."

Dennis sighed. "Claire, about a year ago, your house was sold."

"sold? But why? Who agreed to this?

Dennis hesitated before answering "Turns out it was Robert. He agreed to sell the house."

Claire's anger flared instantly. "Robert? That's out of line. What more does he want?"

Dennis sympathized with Claire's frustration. "I'm sorry, Claire. I know how much that house meant to you"

Claire took a moment to compose herself before asking another pressing question. "Do you know what happened to my parents" belongings? Were they included in the sale?"

Dennis shook his head regretfully. "I'm afraid I don't have that information. I'm sorry, Claire"

Claire sighed, feeling a mix of disappointment and anger. "Thank you for telling me, Dennis. It's not easy news to hear, but I appreciate you for telling me this."

After parting ways with Dennis, Claire and Matthew found themselves standing in front of her family home. It was a grand house with a Victorian design, just as her parents had always wanted. The memories flooded back, both happy and bittersweet. Claire inhaled deeply and pressed the doorbell, determined to confront the current owners and take back ownership of the house.

""Who are you?"

need to speak to the oner of

firmly but

the living room. Claire couldn't help but feel a rush of nostalgia as she stepped into the familiar space. "Please wait

with thoughts

old couple that maybe around 60s and 70s approached

name is Claire Peterson, and this is my advisor, Matthew Finnegan." "Good afternoon, dear. I'm Mila Jenkins and this is my husband, Rod Jenkins. How may we help you?" Mrs. Jenkins kindly asked. "Um...if you don't mind me asking, may I know how you discovered this house before

place for us to retire and our son suggested a perfect house for us and turns out he was right. This house is

you this

agent as I

did he sell

Jenkins shared a looked. Claire noticed their hesitation and quickly

It's just, my parents were the

the old couple face. It seems like

you mean dear? I thought the owner had died. That is what the agent told

it was the

pulls her phone out and show them Robert

the man you

the couple stared at

Do

man is Robert. So, what did he

house had died, and they had no family left. Robert sold us the house for quite

wasn't an option. The Jenkins's had made it their owIL and disrupting their

is a beautiful home." Claire nodded her heart is

""Indeed, it is."

house is your parents?

Claire nodded.

etched on both of the Jenkins faces. "Why did Robert

a heavy sighed, Claire leaned back to the sofa.

small smile on her lips, she thanks the Jenkins for their time

"Wait, Ms. Claire?"