Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1210 Transfer Of Contract

Waylon questioned himself internally, Should I be happy for her or not?

He wasn’t experiencing any strong sense of joy, but realizing he did feel a sense of relief seeing her so elated was perplexing. What kind of logic was this?

Waylon struggled to understand his feelings.

“Which sales office are you headed to?” he asked casually, masking his emotion.

Doris responded, “Starhill Garden. A property conveniently located nearby the city center.”

Waylon, rising from his seat, offered, “I can drive you there. You seem to be in quite a rush, and the seller might grow impatient and reconsider if you take too long.”

Caught off guard, Doris quickly declined his offer. “No, that’s alright. I can manage on my own. You just got home, and you should rest.”

“I’m not tired.”

Doris insisted, “I don’t want to trouble you. I’ve already been enough of a burden.”

He answered sternly, “One more time won’t make a difference.”

What? Do I have to shamelessly insist on going with her?

With a firm tone, he declared, “It’s no trouble at all! Consider this a final gesture. Since you’re planning to move out soon, you won’t have the opportunity to trouble me anymore.”

Truthfully, she was upset with his response.

waiting for her response, Waylon reached for his suit jacket draped over the sofa. He urged,

complied and followed him out

at the cafe adjacent to the Starhill Garden sales

the passenger seat, and asked, “Do you want me

replying, “No, that won’t

Waylon remarked, casting a sidelong glance at her. “You need to be careful against potential scams. Are you sure you don’t need a second pair of

nervously, Doris replied, “Perhaps you

deceived weighed heavily on her. Her entire savings amounted to just over three million, and falling for a scam would

his eyes, mocking her

the car near the building’s entrance and accompanied

to be in her thirties. She was

Doris, Haider quickly rose to her feet and warmly greeted her.

Doris affirmed with

a brief introduction, “This is Waylon, a

seller shifted their

head shyly, avoiding direct eye contact with him. His presence was formidable, and he suffocated

the other hand, the seller scrutinized Waylon

Mr. Benjamin insisted that I play my part convincingly. I can’t

offered Doris a somewhat uneasy smile and inquired, “Are you

“Yes,” Doris nodded.

confirmed with a