Chapter 98: Chapter 98 - Phone Call From Leanne

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Everyone here was in real estate. Would they not have known about Dragon Soar Heights?

Dragon Soar Heights alone cost thirty billion to build. Tomson Riviera, Jade Garden, and other real estate projects had been invested in it.

Dragon Soar Heights was an upper-class ecosphere.

There were a hundred villas in the center region. Each of them was worth a fortune.

Being rich alone was useless. You need identity and status to qualify as the owner of one of these villas.

No one was entitled to live in one unless they were from the upper classes.

Everyone in the real estate world knew the Villa One in Dragon Soar Heights belonged to Old Master Wright—Thompson Wright—and was worth a billion.

How could Clarence have an access card to a villa like that?

“Hahahaha!”

After a brief silence, Quinn burst out laughing. She laughed so hard she almost suffocated. “Miranda, I have to say, your loser husband is brilliant!

“He’s really brilliant!

“Dragon Soar Heights?

“Villa One!

“Pfft! Hahahaha! You’re killing me. Let me laugh for a minute... Ahem ahem ahem...”

Quinn laughed and coughed. She was thrilled.

Miranda’s face was livid and grim, even though Clarence’s access card looked real.

She also knew what Villa One of Dragon Soar Heights was.

“Clarence, even if you don’t want to use Thirteen Hall as collateral, you don’t have to use such a trick, do you?”

Miranda clenched her teeth, disappointed in Clarence once again. “I’ll just borrow some money at the worst! Do you have to do this?”

Clarence explained, “Dear, this is the access card for Dragon Soar Heights Villa One.”

What Leanne gave him could not be fake, could it?

Remy chuckled. “Murphy Property Development Group’s total assets are about two billion, three billion at most.

“How can you take out a one billion villa when a loser son-in-law like you lives off Murphy Property?

“Do you know what place Dragon Soar Heights is?

“Do you know who owns Villa One?”

Before Clarence could answer, Remy’s eyes fell on Miranda. “Ms. Murphy, forget it if you don’t want to cooperate.

“Do you think it’s funny to fool us with some Dragon Soar Heights Villa One excuse?”

Miranda regretted it. She should not have brought Clarence over. She quickly explained, “Listen to me, Mr. Zimmerman. I didn’t mean that.”

“Haha. What does that mean?

“Do you think I’m a fool?

“Do you think we’ll believe that your Villa One is real?”

Remy looked angry.

Miranda was speechless.

Any affection she had for Clarence faded away, and she roared, “Clarence, what the hell are you doing?

“Will you only be happy once you screw up my business?”

“Dear, I really didn’t...”

Clarence was very frustrated. “All you have to do is check if this access card is real, right?”

“Haha,” Remy sneered.

Quinn coughed violently. She laughed until tears came to her eyes. “Haha! Ahem ahem... Pfft! I can’t!

“I really can’t!

“Miranda, your husband’s a real gem.

“You want us to check?

“What’s there to find out? Did you get the villa from Old Master Wright?

“To speak bluntly, what makes the Murphy family qualified to meet Old Master Wright?

“Even the president of Horizontal River Group isn’t qualified to meet Old Master Wright.

“Do you understand that, Clarence?” Quinn taunted.

Miranda’s face was dark. She felt so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.

She was deeply disappointed in Clarence.

‘He’s just uncultured.

‘He knows nothing!

‘He can’t even fake it. How dare he fake Dragon Soar Heights Villa One’s access card?’ Miranda was so disappointed!

‘People would have bought it more if he had faked Villa 100’s access card.

‘How dare he fake Villa One’s access card?

‘Is Clarence out of his mind?’

“Forget it, Ms. Murphy. This deal is over.

“Let’s go!”

Remy shook his head and got up to leave.

Quinn and the others looked at Miranda scornfully as they headed out of the private room.

Beep beep beep. Clarence’s phone suddenly rang.

“Hello, who is this?” answered Clarence.

“Master Howard, do you have a minute? I’m going to treat you to dinner.” Leanne’s voice came over the other end of the line.

She had not thanked Clarence yet for saving Thompson’s life yesterday.

Thompson’s condition was improving. He was awake and eating, and she wanted to thank Clarence in person.

Therefore, she had found Clarence’s number and called him.

“Well... I’m a little busy right now.” Clarence frowned.

Leanne’s attitude was very polite. “It’s alright. I can wait until you’re done.

“Where are you now? Shall I come and pick you up?”

“I’m at Tomlake Heights.” Clarence had an odd look in his eyes.

Leanne nodded. “Tomlake Heights? Sure, I’ll be right there. Master Howard, what’s your room number?”

Clarence gave her the room number.

“Who’s that?” Miranda looked at Clarence coldly.

“It’s a phone call from Leanne.” Clarence thought about it, deciding to make no secret about it.

Remy, Quinn, and the others were about to leave the private room, but what Clarence had said stopped them.

“Hahahaha!”

There was a roar of laughter.

Quinn’s stomach hurt from laughing. “A phone call from Leanne?

“Do you know who Leanne is?

“What did she say on the phone?

“Leanne will be right here. Okay! Let her come!”

Quinn said playfully as she tugged at Remy’s arm. “Mr. Zimmerman, let’s just wait here.

“We have plenty of time anyway, so let’s see if Leanne’s coming.”

“Okay.”

Remy did not waste any time and sat back down on the couch in the private room.

Miranda felt a burning pain on her pretty face. She desperately wanted to rush out of the private room.

However, Remy was here. She had injured her leg, so she could not leave.

Miranda was annoyed, angry, and embarrassed.

Clarence sat there quietly as if nothing had happened. It was as if he was waiting for Leanne to come.

About half an hour passed.

There were footsteps outside the private room. Then someone knocked on the door. “Master Howard, are you in there?”

Quinn bounced off the couch, ran straight to the private room’s door, and pulled it open.

They could see a tall, well-dressed woman standing in the doorway of the private room. It was Leanne.

Everyone was stunned. ‘Did someone actually show up?’

Quinn sized Leanne up. “Did you just find a random woman to impersonate Leanne? Wow, Clarence, you really did get the whole package!

“Will someone else be impersonating Thompson?”

“What did you say?” Leanne’s pretty face darkened. “Is my dad’s name something you think you can make fun of?”

Quinn looked like she was heedless to the possible consequences.. “Yo, what good acting. You don’t think you’re actually Leanne, do you?”