Living in Mimia Bay in Coastville is a symbol of status and wealth.
Unlike the shock of the elders, Guan was now anxious, stamping her feet. She thought she knew Jacob’s background.
At this moment, she was mentally complaining: Big Brother, I brought you back to act, but I didn’t ask you to play a rich man! Why are you setting up your own character?
Moreover, you don’t understand my second aunt; with her personality, she will definitely want to see the house, and then it will be exposed!
“Jacob, do you really have a house in Mimia Bay?” Brynlee calmed her emotions and pressed on.
“Yeah.” Jacob nodded, sincerely saying, “Aunt, you asked me to speak the truth, and I’m telling the truth.”
“If that’s the case, would it be convenient to visit?”
“I haven’t seen a house in Mimia Bay yet; I’ve only heard about it before.” Brynlee indeed made the request to visit.
And Guan, who was prepared, immediately took over: “Not convenient, no time!”
“Mr. Jacob, do you still have to work overtime?”
“How about we end it here today??”
While Guan spoke, she kept signaling Jacob with her eyes, indicating he should cooperate with her.
“Guan, don’t speak for now!”
Daniela glared at her daughter. She was also filled with questions, unsure if the person her daughter brought back was a fake meant to annoy her or a real rich man.
If the other party was indeed a rich man, she could understand why her daughter was interested; not only did he meet external conditions, but his financial situation was also so superior, it was worth considering.
After all, a gap of more than ten years in age is nothing in today’s society.
In comparison, a twelve-year age gap is practically a rich man’s conscience.
“If you all don’t mind the trouble, let’s go take a look.”
Jacob was indifferent; after all, the house was just there.
“It’s not a hassle; it’s not far from Mimia Bay.”
Brynlee immediately chimed in, then gave her sister Daniela a knowing glance: “Daniela, shall we go take a look?”
“Sure, we can also grab a bite at the commercial street over there!” Daniela nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Guan was completely anxious: “Wait, are we really going?”
She tugged at Jacob’s arm, signaling him to stop it, but he gently patted her shoulder, reassuring her: “Let’s go; you can take a look too.”
Guan was at a loss, thinking: Big brother, are you too deep into the role? Please take your divorced, child-rearing, old and poor script! Your character is not that of a wealthy man!
Not a wealthy man!! Not a wealthy man!!!
Ah, ah, ah, I can’t stress this enough!
And can we choose a cheaper house when we’re bragging? That way, my second aunt wouldn’t suggest going to take a look.
You mention Mimia Bay; who wouldn’t be curious!
Guan was mentally ranting, but her temporary boyfriend of five hours looked quite calm, as if he really owned a mansion worth tens of millions.
If this were true, my cousin and Mr. Chuks would have said so long ago!
Moreover, if you were such a wealthy man, how could your ex-wife have become your ex-wife? It must have been her who dumped you!! Which woman would abandon a husband worth millions?!
Could it be that he found a billionaire?? But the way he was acting just now didn’t seem like that of a billionaire’s wife. Guan was puzzled, but the group had already taken the elevator down to the basement.
Dawson had a Toyota Camry, and the two sisters got into his car.
Second Aunt’s husband, Ivan, took the driver’s seat of the ballet cat, acting as the designated driver since both Jacob and Guan had been drinking and couldn’t drive.
“Mr. Jacob, you’re not really going to show them the model room, are you?”
Guan deliberately got in the car a bit late, pulling Jacob aside to whisper; this was the only plan she could think of.
“What model room?”
“Of course, my house!” Jacob shrugged lightly.
“Hey, hey, you can break character now!”
“Right now, only the two of us can hear!” Guan looked exasperated.
Jacob sighed; sometimes being too low-key has this effect. You say you have a mansion worth tens of millions, and people don’t believe you.
“Alright!”
“I’m coming clean; I’m a billionaire!”
Jacob mimicked the tone of “Hello Mr. Billionaire”.
“Uh, you…”
Guan still didn’t quite believe it, thinking Jacob was joking.
After all, he was quoting lines from a movie.
“Guan, Jacob, hurry up and get in the car!”
At that moment, Ivan rolled down the window, calling for the two to get in.
“Okay!”
Jacob responded and directly sat in the passenger seat, both to give directions and to avoid Guan continuing to dwell on this topic.
Thus, the two cars drove out of the basement, heading towards Mimia Bay.
Guan sat in the back seat of her car, feeling anxious.
It felt like sitting in a prison van, heading to the execution ground.
And Jacob was the executioner holding the ghost-headed knife!
However, that executioner was chatting and laughing with Second Aunt’s husband, Ivan, showing no signs of the tension one would expect before an execution.
