The Quadruplets Are Mine?

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?

will, the money has to be given to the mistress.

was absolutely out of

and she still feels like she’s giving it away too

be lucky she’s not getting slapped for

she wants a share of the

I’m just giving away that one dollar? I can’t stand

woman’s eyes. “Maybe, Ms. Doris, can you negotiate? Would one cent work? One cent

frowned. “Just be magnanimous and give her the dollar. You can’t

“The property contract is being transferred to Ms. Doris. Help with the paperwork,

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

woman said. “Ms. Doris hasn’t transferred the house payment to me yet. I’ll

through that,” Doris opened her bead bag, “I

one-yuan steel coin and handed it to the woman, saying,

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.

her wallet, wrote a receipt for the transfer

she was about to leave the bubble tea

looking down at his phone, his face

how well she had played her part, hoping to please

heart, the