Making a Comeback

Chapter 7 Here to Buy Some Houses

The following day, Ysabella and Tyrone arrived at Jenkin Group's real estate department. To their surprise, Timothy was already there. The moment he saw Ysabella, the burning desire in his eyes became obvious. Tonight, this fair, tall, and sexy beauty would belong to him.

"I can't believe such a beauty married such a useless bastard. If Ysabella was still a virgin …" Timothy's thoughts wandered as he imagined what a good time he'd share with Ysabella tonight, making his body burn.

After glancing at Timothy, Ysabella walked to the side with a frown instead of returning to her office. She'd never believe that Tyrone could actually sell 100 housing units, but an expectant feeling surged in her heart.

Perhaps Tyrone could really work a miracle.

"Bah! What is up with me? How could I believe that bastard's lies? I must be crazy. I should think of how to deal with Timothy," Ysabella thought. Yet she still glanced at the time; it seemed like she was still holding on to a little hope before the clock struck 9 am.

"Hey! Pathetic fool! Come over here." Timothy waved at Tyrone.

The latter glanced at him but remained motionless. Seeing Tyrone's arrogant behavior, Piers cursed and was about to go over and drag him. Before he could do so, Timothy stopped him and walked over to Tyrone instead.

"Useless trash. I heard that you've been sleeping on the floor at home. Don't tell me you've never touched her. But don't you worry; if your wife satisfies me in bed and makes me feel happy, I don't mind giving you a lifetime of salary for nothing. Hahaha!"

Tyrone's expression darkened. His knuckles cracked from clenching his fists too tight. He desperately wanted to slap Timothy's wretched face.

Suddenly, someone said, "It's 8:50 am, so there are only ten minutes left. Forget 100 units. If he manages to sell even ten housing units, I'll broadcast myself eating shit!"

"I'll join you!"

"Let's do it together!"

The other sales agent started horsing around. On the other hand, Ysabella's face turned pale. She wasn't surprised that she'd been fooled by Tyrone again. Just as she was about to give up, a middle-aged man with a beer belly entered the office with four bodyguards following closely behind him.

"Someone get me 100 housing units. Right now!"

The crowd was shocked, and they stared at the middle-aged man in astonishment. No one answered him, thinking that they had misheard. From the looks of it, he seemed wealthy. Even so, would a rich guy buy 100 housing units at once? It wasn't like he was shopping at the wholesale market for vegetables.

"Didn't you hear me? I'm buying 100 housing units. Get it done right now. I want everything settled before 9 am" Cole frowned as he spoke.

He glanced around the hall and was shocked to see Tyrone in a real estate agent's uniform. How could the heir to the world's most prestigious family be working as a real estate agent? Was he hallucinating?

"Mr. Hendrick—"

"Mr. Bennet! You're finally here. I've been waiting for you." Tyrone didn't want his identity exposed, so he quickly stopped Cole. As he walked over, he gave Cole a warning look while maintaining the smile on his face.

Having had decades of experience in business, Cole instantly understood and helplessly laughed, thinking, "Mr. Hendrick really is invested in this role-playing game. He was a househusband yesterday and is now a real estate agent. Since he likes to play around, I definitely have to cooperate as his subordinate."

"Ah, yes. Mr. Hendrick, there was some traffic on the way here, so I was late."

Everyone in the hall became even more baffled when they saw how politely Cole treated Tyrone. Even Ysabella's mind went black, and she stared at Tyrone.

Cole was a big shot in Cleyton's business world and the president of Slycon Group. How could he possibly know Tyrone? Moreover, Ysabelle clearly heard Cole demand the procedure be finalized before 9 am. Could the timing be a coincidence too?

Her intuition told her that Tyrone must have called Cole over. However, she couldn't figure out how Tyrone had managed this feat. She'd be very surprised if that was really the case.

Timothy had a bad premonition and hinted at Piers. After getting the signal, Piers forced a smile and rushed toward Cole.

"Mr. Bennet! Haha, welcome! Please forgive us for not knowing you'd be visiting us. Did you say you want 100 housing units?"

"Yes. Don't tell me you don't have enough for me."

Piers nodded. "We definitely have 100 housing units! We're more than prepared for you to buy it. Right now, we have more than 200 housing units left. Shall I take you to choose the models?"

Cole waved impatiently. "I don't care. Just give me 100 housing units. It's eight minutes to 9 am, so get it done right now!"