Quadruplets Unite: Mother's Words Are Law

Chapter 1211 The 1 US Dollar House Payment

“This isn’t all,” the woman said. “He wrote a will before he passed away, stating that he wanted. to sell this Starhill Garden house and give all the proceeds to his mistress as if taking care of her for the rest of her life. Can you believe it? It’s enough to drive me crazy!”

“Indeed!” Doris thought of her sister and remarked, “This property is part of your marriage assets. Why should you sell it and give the money to his mistress?”

“But he left a will,” the woman said. “If I don’t follow it, his family will blame me for going against his wishes.”

“So, what do you plan to do?” Doris seemed to understand the woman’s thoughts.

“Well, since that jerk specified that all the money from selling the house goes to his mistress, I’ll just do as he said.”

“Are you suggesting…”

The woman raised a finger, “I’ll sell it for one dollar, and then donate all the house to the mistress, as per the will!”

“One dollar?” Doris exclaimed. “Isn’t that too cheap?”

payment

“What? Do you want me to sell it for two dollars and give that bitch an extra dollar? Am I supposed to be that generous?”

Doris, “…” Wasn’t it more complicated than that?

for, according to the will, the money has to be given to the mistress. Could it be that selling it for more money would mean she’s practically helping

out of

dollar, and she still feels like she’s giving it

not getting slapped for being

a share of the

think I’m just giving away that one dollar? I

Ms. Doris, can you negotiate? Would one

be magnanimous and give her the dollar. You can’t even get a penny out

your advice. Deal!” The woman turned to Haider. “The property contract is being

“Ms. Doris, please sign the contract. The house

moment!” the woman said. “Ms. Doris hasn’t transferred the house payment to me

Doris opened her

a one-yuan steel coin and handed it

“I’ll donate the entire house payment to our mistress. She’s counting on this money to live a comfortable life for the rest of her days. Ha

one-yuan steel coin in her wallet, wrote a receipt for the

to leave the bubble tea shop, she turned back and

looking down at

played her part, hoping

a nervous heart, the woman

still looking down, sent a message to Benjamin, “Give her a