Overwhelmed by the Billionaire’s Persistent Pursuit

Chapter 135: After arriving at the law firm, Candice contacted the current owner of her former home. As Bettina said, the owner of the villa intended to sell the property because the surrounding area was about to be redeveloped, and the house had been handed over to a real estate agency. Candice then contacted the agency and made an appointment for five o'clock in the afternoon. She wanted to know the details of the villa's sale, and it was best to discuss that in the negotiation room of the real estate agency.

Land prices in Ploville had been increasing recently, making housing prices soar as well. There was also a premium caused by the good news of the area's redevelopment. The price of her former home had reached sixty million dollars. Fortunately, Candice had saved nearly fifty million dollars over the past three years. The difference could be settled through a short-term loan. Since she was able to secure an appointment with the agency, Candice allowed herself to be consumed by work. She had been so busy all day that she hadn't had time to worry.

At half past four, Candice left the office and rushed to the real estate agency. She was eager to buy her family's old house. It was a place full of wonderful memories, and she truly wanted to live in it again. Yes, some things had changed, but she had never stopped thinking about that house. She took a taxi to the agency. Before entering the negotiation room, she felt her heart race wildly. It had been three long years. The day she had been waiting for had finally arrived. She was extremely excited. She pushed the door open and couldn't believe her eyes.

Candice didn't expect to see Milton sitting leisurely at the far end of the negotiation room, beaming as if he knew something everyone else didn't. gαℓησνs․çom has it all There were also two men in white shirts and ties. "Excuse me, are you Miss Candice Blake, scheduled for a meeting?" One of the men immediately stepped forward, extended his hand, and introduced himself. "My name is Marlin Mason, and this is my colleague, Aiken Dawson." Seeing Candice enter, Milton leaned back gracefully in his seat. Candice frowned at the clean table. Not seeing any papers, she said, "Yes, I am.

I'm here to negotiate the purchase of the villa." Marlin muttered apologetically, "I'm sorry I didn't inform you sooner, Miss Blake. The villa has been sold. In fact, the contract was just signed." "What? Sold?" Candice couldn't help raising her voice and glaring at Milton. "Is he the buyer?" Milton raised his head and replied proudly, "Yes, I am." "Why? When I called you, you said no one had made an appointment to buy the property. You said I was the first interested buyer. Why did you sell it to someone else without telling me? That's very unprofessional, don't you think?

I will lodge a complaint," Candice spat, feeling extremely upset. . . .