CHAPTER 46
Author: Shabnam Tiwana
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Caleb remained silent, his eyes fixed on Miss Roberts.

Unfazed by his lack of immediate response, she swiftly pulled out her mobile and began showcasing pictures of the suggested villa.

She meticulously flipped through each image: the luminous and expansive lounge with marbled floors, the high-ceilinged space adorned with floor-to-ceiling windows, a compact yet modern kitchen equipped with state-of-the-art appliances, an open-plan living and dining area, a round-shaped swimming pool, a sauna, a library, and a study room.

Caleb's attention shifted to the price tag displayed on the screen - $99 million dollars.

"Isn't it stunning?" Miss Roberts inquired, her voice breaking through as she stood uncomfortably close.

Caleb nodded unknowingly.

Miss Roberts' smile widened, "Well then, let's go and have a look. I assure you these pictures don't do justice to the villa. The place is much more beautiful when you see it in person."

Caleb shook his head, "No."

"But..."

Caleb firmly declined, "I
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