I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra) novel Chapter 182

Pella District?

I burst out laughing. Pella District was where the ultra-rich lived—the same neighborhood as Steven. My bank account was emptier than my social calendar. I couldn’t afford a house in Pella District, let alone a shack in the slums.

Was I drunk already? What kind of call was this? Had a telemarketer finally decided I was their prime target?

“You have the wrong number,” I said curtly. “I didn’t buy a house, much less a mansion. If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.”

“Ms. Jones, please don’t hang up!” the man said frantically. “You just need to come by and sign some papers. After that, we can show you the property. Or we can show you first, and if you don’t like it, we can find another. Mr. Julian has already paid in full, so we can just adjust the final price.”

Wow.

They even knew Uncle Julian’s name.

I was already annoyed, and his babbling just made it worse. A mansion in Pella District would start at ten million, easy. Uncle Julian was broker than I was. How could he possibly buy a mansion outright and let me take my pick?

Did these scammers have no shame, preying on the poor?

“You people are relentless. Who sold you my private information, a hospital? A cemetery? This is absurd. If you’d offered me a job that paid fifty thousand a year, I might have listened. But telling me I own a mansion? No sane person would believe that.”

I scoffed. “You want me to come sign papers alone? What’s next? You stick me with a needle and sell my kidneys on the black market? Please. The only scam I’ve ever fallen for in my life was getting married. Go find another victim.”

“No, Ms. Zephyra, everything I’m saying is—” He was still trying to talk, but I hung up and blocked the number in one swift motion.

The alcohol must have been hitting me, because it took me several clumsy taps to successfully block him.

“Hmph. Perfect timing to annoy me,” I grumbled.

My mood was foul. I shoved the bachelor cards I’d selected into my purse, then eyed the half-full bottle of wine. It seemed a waste to leave it. I took two large gulps, planning to head home.

But as I stood, my legs gave out, and I collapsed onto the booth seat. The world started spinning violently.

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