Chapter 36
My Mute Bride
My Mute Bride Chapter 36 Having noticed that Rachel seemed doubtful, the property agent quickly said, âIf you think itâs expensive, the price is still negotiable. I can bring the price down to two thousand.â
At once, she widened her eyes in disbelief at what she just heard.
She hadnât even said anything, and yet the property agent lowered the price by a thousand?
Thatâs ridiculous!
Similarly, Julian sensed that something was off, so he asked straightforwardly, âAre there any problems with this unit?â
âWhat do you mean by that, sir? There isnât any place that is more suitable within three miles. There are no problems with this unitâitâs even new! The price is also very affordable.â
âBased on what you said and what we see, the rental of this house is the problem.â
When the property agent heard that, his face froze. Looking at Rachel with a questioning face, he asked, âDo you two think that itâs too cheap?â
Rachel then nodded honestly.
âThisâ¦â The property agent scratched the back of his head immediately. âTwo thousand isnât so badâ¦â
At this moment, Rachel looked up the rental of houses within the area on her phone only to find out that the average rental was around fifteen thousand. That made her even more suspicious.
Tugging on Julianâs sleeve, she shook her head.
Understanding what she meant, he announced, âWe want to have a look at other places first. Weâll decide again later.â
With that, he was prepared to leave with Rachel.
Anxious that they might leave, the property agent called out to them. âWhy donât you name a price?
You can pay any price and rent it.â
That rendered them speechless.
When they were back in the car, Rachel took a look at the other houses and their respective rentals that were sent by the same property agent. It only left a frown on her face.
Was the market price so bad these days or was the property agent just bad at his job? Even for a unit with four rooms and two living rooms, the monthly rental was below three thousand.
âSorry, I donât think any of the houses you offered suit me.â
She replied to the text message courteously.
In response, the property agent said, âWhat kind of houses are you looking for? I have all kinds of variety She didnât reply to him anymore. Looking at the conversation on her phone, she silently sighed.
To be frank, she didnât have much money at the moment. All she could afford was a small house.
Julian could see the content displayed on her phone screen, so he commented, âThis property agent is so weird. There are all sorts of people these days. Itâs lucky that I came with you today. Who knows what his ulterior motive is.â
In response, she nodded in agreement before she quickly blocked the property agent with a flick of the finger.
âYou shouldnât rush when looking for houses. Donât worry, Iâll settle this issue for you.â
âThereâs no need, thank you. I can do it on my own!
After thanking him, she continued to scroll through her phone to look for information regarding house rentals online.
She really didnât want to bother him with anything else anymore.
Meanwhile, Justin was reading through documents in his office.
After his assistant, Frankie, got a call, he came over to report tentatively. âMr. Burton, there were some complications with the agent. He got blocked by Mrs. Burton.â
Furrowing his brows, he lamented, âSuch a small matter, yet they canât even do it right.â
Hearing that, Frankie was breaking out in cold sweat. âItâs mainly because the houses you own arenât exactly suitable to be rented out. Itâs also hard to match the price with the market ratings. Thisâ¦â
Seeing that Justin had a cold, stoic look on, Frankie quickly added, âIâll figure something out.â
That seemed to satisfy the man more than the excuses.
Frankie then sighed to himself.
Why is my boss doing this to me? Theyâre already married, and thereâs nothing wrong with taking care of his own wife. Why canât he just arrange it for her? Why does he have to make it so much more complicated?
âRight, Mr. Burton, Old Mr. Burton called earlier in the afternoon when you were in a meeting.â
âOh,â he acknowledged. âWhat did my grandpa say?â
âOld Mr. Burton is at the summer villa. He has invited you over to have a meal this weekend.â
âWhat else did he say?â
âFor y-you to bring Mrs. Burton too.â
Hearing that, he furrowed his brows.
At night, Rachel ate dinner with her grandma before she left to head back to the Burton Residence.
By the time she got home, it was already late and the maids of the Burton Residence had already gone to rest. That made her sigh in relief as she quietly headed to her room to get a fresh set of clothes.
When she was organizing her items, she saw something that her mother had left behind-the black cube box.
Recalling what Nancy said, Rachel had a hunch that there must be some secret kept with the box, As she was scrutinizing the box, the sound of an opening door could be heard coming from next door.
Justinâs study room was right beside.
Heâs home?
As she registered that, she quickly stuffed the box back into the bottom of her wardrobe.
After waiting for some time, things seemed to have quieted down. Nonetheless, she was still a little uneasy as she hesitated to open the door. Once she did, she saw that the light in the kitchen was lit, and a tall silhouette could be seen standing by the door.
It was not her first time seeing him boil water in the middle of the night.
There were maids at home, but Justin wasnât one to always order them around.
âIs stalking part of the task Jefferey gave you?â A cold voice came from the kitchen.
At once, she snapped out of her trance. With one of her hands on the rail, she didnât know whether she should go downstairs or just head back.
âPrepare some tea and send it to the study.â After that instruction, he placed the tin of tea leaves that was half-opened back down on the table before heading upstairs using the stairs on the other side.
After standing for a while, she walked downstairs to make some tea.
Justin had a habit of drinking Earl Grey tea when he did his work at night. It was the first habit of his that she learned about after getting married.
The scent of the tea leaves emanated in the study room, and it had a hint of milk to it.
âI heard that your grandmaâs operation has already been done.â
She was about to leave after putting down the teacup, but his voice stopped her. Hearing that, she looked up and nodded tentatively.
âHave you thought of how to execute what I told you to do?â
She clenched her fists as her expression turned helpless.
âJefferey is holding a birthday party at the end of this month. This is the invitation card.â
A gray invitation card was slowly pushed in her direction until it was right before her. His long fingers were pressing on the paper with force.
âIt will be held at the West Magnolia Wine Brewery. If my guess is right, his safe should be right within the brewery.â
Her hand that was holding the invitation card trembled.
How does he know about the Hudson Family so well?
âHow do you know that?â
At this moment, he took a glance at her. He didnât answer her, but he said, âOn that day, all you have to do is to avoid the guests and go to Jeffereyâs study room to find the safe.â
She was put in a tough spot. âEven if I find the safe, I donât have the passcode to open it.â
âYou donât have to worry about that.â
Confused, she didnât understand what he meant. All she had to do was find the safe? If she couldnât open it, finding it would be useless. However, she could only say yes for her grandmaâs sake.
âTake this.â Justin handed her a piece of card. âThereâs no passcode.â
She was surprised and couldnât help but look at him with a stupefied look.
Is he helping me?
He didnât bother to wait for her to take it, so he simply tossed it onto the table.
A crisp noise sounded as a result of his action. It wasnât loud, nor was it soft, but it was enough to frighten her.
âIf Jefferey blackmails you again next time, let me know immediately.â
As she bit her lower lip, the feeling of gratitude that she hadnât expressed was instantly washed away.