Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 156

After the poice had left the middle–aged man immediately changed his demeanor. He stood with his hands on his hips and arrogantly declared, “I don’t care who owns this house. I signed the contract and paid three months‘ rent. I’m not going to move out before the tenancy expires!

He then slammed the door shut with no intention of discussing a resolution with Larissa Later, Larissa called and explained the situation to the real estate agent and entrusted Dylan to send a lawyer’s letter to Janine. She learned that Andrew had temporarily suspended his studies and returned to his hometown with his parents. He’d paid off his debts and hired someone to renovate a new house using the one million dollars given by Yvette. However, despite having enough money, they stil greedly held onto the rent of over ten thousand dollars.

“People are never satisfied. They’re just greedy!” Dylan twirled his pen and chuckled. “Aller all who would complain about having too much money in this world?

Larissa simply pursed her lips and remained silent.

“What about your sister?” Dylan suddenly brought up Lana out of the blue. “Is she slit, working at Microworks Corporation? I think I saw her in the stall canten a couple of days ago.”

nodded. “Yeah, she’s working as an agent at StreamWave Studios”

basic salary for all agents is quite Inw-.st a little over four thousand collars. I mean, you can indeed eam a decent salary if you’re managing a popular anchor like Zero, with tors al thousands in commissions every month. But with your sister’s qualifications, she’ll probably be in

cage. It’s not that bad of

raised an eyebrow,

Why do you ask,

of mockery. “I have to say,

by his confident repression. 50. out of curiosity, she asked, “Why would

about to leave In the morning when we ran into her downstairs. It seemed like she had been waiting for quite a while because her face and hands were red from the cold. As soon as she saw us, she came over all exclied and asked If we could give her a ride because she didn’t know how to get to the subway station. I lound it quite absurd, you know? I mean, she actually preferred to stand outside in the cold wird wiling for us instead of trying to find the way hersell. After all we have the convenience of GPS navigation

but Mr. Rogers insisted that she was dirty and wouldn’t allow her in the car due to his germaphobia. She no longer wailed for us after that, but I have