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.

her response, Waylon reached for his suit jacket

reluctantly complied and followed

cafe adjacent to the

who was sitting in the passenger seat, and asked,

shook her head gently, replying, “No, that won’t

a sidelong glance at her. “You need to be careful against potential scams. Are you sure you don’t need

Doris replied, “Perhaps you should

heavily on her. Her entire savings amounted to just over three

mocking her for stubbornly refusing his help

parked the car near the

a woman appearing to be in her thirties. She was sharp, composed, and exuded the air of

quickly rose to her feet and

Doris affirmed

turned to make a brief introduction, “This is Waylon, a close friend. He’s here to accompany

seller shifted

eye contact with him. His presence was formidable, and he suffocated her when she tried to meet

hand, the seller scrutinized Waylon

herself, Could this be Mr. Adelmar? Mr. Benjamin insisted that I play my

a somewhat uneasy smile and inquired,

“Yes,” Doris nodded.

Doris confirmed