Despite Chloe’s relentless attempts to provoke her, Eleanor remained completely unfazed. She didn’t utter a word in response, her expression unreadable. To her, Chloe was just an old classmate putting on a pitiful performance... a minor distraction while they waited for the manager to arrive. Until then, Chloe’s drama was merely a way to pass the time.
Chloe, however, wasn’t done.
"Did you manage to gather some decent savings?" she asked, eyes narrowing slightly. "I can offer you my employee discount, though I have to warn you, Liberty Properties might still be too expensive for you. As a former classmate, I could try to get you the highest possible discount... but honestly, if you go next door, you’ll find a larger place for the same price. The quality isn’t quite as good, but it’s budget-friendly. You could probably afford that."
She paused, flashing a rehearsed smile before adding, "I might even pull some strings to get you a deal over there."
Chloe spoke in a tone laced with false generosity. In her mind, she was now in a superior position to Eleanor. After all, she had bought a home for her family, while Eleanor was here... house-hunting like an ordinary person. It gave her a fleeting sense of power.
"If you’re looking to rent, you’ve come to the wrong place," she said casually. "We don’t offer rentals here. Come, let’s go next door. I’ll help you find something more affordable."
Teresa finally spoke again, her patience thinning. "Miss, we didn’t come here to buy anything. We’re here to meet someone."
Chloe’s excitement dulled slightly, though she quickly regained her composure and redirected her attention toward Eleanor.
"You really don’t remember me?" she asked, feigning surprise. "I’m Chloe. Chloe Wilkinson. We were classmates in high school. I was the class captain... you must remember that!"
Eleanor finally acknowledged her. "I remember you. And thank you for the offer," she replied flatly, her face a mask of indifference.
Teresa added helpfully, "We came to meet the manager."
Just then, a voice called from the doorway, slightly out of breath. "That would be me."
A middle-aged man with a protruding belly stepped into the room, wiping sweat from his brow. He had clearly rushed to the office.
Chloe immediately straightened up. "Manager Thompson! Good morning," she said politely.
Brandon Thompson nodded at her, catching his breath. He then walked over to Teresa and gave a slight bow.
"Miss Li, apologies for the delay," he said respectfully.
Teresa gestured toward Eleanor. "Mr. Thompson, this is my boss."
Brandon turned to Eleanor and gave a deeper bow. "Welcome to Liberty Properties, Miss. Please forgive me for keeping you waiting. Shall we move to my office?"
He turned to Chloe. "Assistant Chloe, please send some refreshments to my office."
Then, without another word, he led Eleanor and Teresa down the hallway.
"Please, have a seat," Brandon offered as he gestured toward the two chairs opposite his desk.
Eleanor and Teresa sat down, while Brandon settled into his own chair and began laying out several design drafts on the table.
"These are the proposed designs for the boundary walls of the villa district," he explained. "Let me walk you through the pros and cons of each option."
Eleanor reviewed the plans carefully. After a thorough discussion, she selected a design that included the incorporation of the road between the villas into a single, enclosed private space. Fortunately, this section of road was a dead-end and only served her properties. However, it would still require formal permission from the local municipality to close it off permanently.
"I’ll handle the permission," Eleanor said with calm authority.
Brandon nodded. "Excellent. I’ll have the necessary documents prepared for your signature."
At that moment, Chloe entered the room quietly with a tray of snacks and tea. She placed it on the table with a respectful nod, her demeanour noticeably different from earlier. Without a word, she exited the room.
While sipping tea and nibbling on pastries, Eleanor, Teresa, and Brandon finalized the details regarding construction timelines, cost estimates, and required permits. Once an agreement was reached, Eleanor stood up to leave.


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