Chapter 9 The Best Villa

In the sales department of Stalpree Villas

It was Tristan's first time seeing such a high-end neighborhood. It was so different from ordinary neighborhoods; even the air was different here. They had all sorts of luxurious facilities, like racecourses, golf courses, tennis courts, and others.

Lillian had explained to him that almost all of Stalpree's residents were Aylbupool's top billionaires. The parking lot was full of luxury cars; parking a car that cost less than a million dollars here would've been really embarrassing.

The sales department was relatively empty. A few saleswomen were sitting together, chatting idly.

When Tristan came in, none of them came up to receive him.

That was because Tristan didn't look like a rich man who could afford a villa here. Moreover, the guy had just walked here. Clearly, he didn't even have a car.

These saleswomen had seen a lot of losers who pretended to buy a villa but actually came here to take pictures to show off. Thinking that Tristan was one of those losers, they all remained seated and ignored his presence.

Tristan didn't really know what to do in such a situation, so he felt a little embarrassed. Fortunately, Lillian soon saw her roommate.

"Madeline, over here!" Lillian called over one of the saleswomen.

Madeline Olson was tall. She walked over and asked in surprise, "Hey, Lillian! What're you doing here?"

"I wanted to introduce a client to you!"

Then Lillian turned to Tristan with a big smile. "This is Mr. Tristan Stanfield. He wants to buy a villa here. Can you show him around?"

At first, Madeline was ecstatic when Lillian said that she had a client for her. But when she saw Tristan, her smile froze.

This guy couldn't afford a villa here!

So when Tristan was busy looking at the scale model of one of the villas, Madeline pulled Lillian aside and hissed, "Lillian, what's with this guy? Is he from a rich family?"

Lillian rolled her eyes at her roommate helplessly. "Why do you always care about stuff like that? I just met Mr. Stanfield."

Madeline's expression darkened. "You just met? Don't let him fool you! A poor man like him doesn't deserve your time."

Lillian shook her head firmly. "No, you don't understand. He's really rich. Mr. Stanfield just deposited one million at our hotel earlier. Don't worry. He can definitely afford a property here."

"Really?"

Madeline looked at her dubiously.

Although Lillian kept reassuring her, it was hard for Madeline to believe that the shabby-looking Tristan could afford to buy an expensive villa. But as Lillian's friend, she decided to at least show Tristan around first. Later on, she could always just look for an excuse to persuade him to leave.

An hour passed.

Madeline showed Tristan around the neighborhood, but he couldn't find the right villa.

Most of the properties were valued way below ten million, which meant that he couldn't meet the requirements of the system.

Tristan thought he could finish the task as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to meet such a roadblock. So he turned to Madeline and asked helplessly, "Do you have any pricier villas here?"

Madeline resisted the urge to roll her eyes and cursed Tristan inwardly.

Her feet had started to hurt after showing him around for an hour. She didn't want to waste her precious time on a poor man like Tristan anymore, so she came up with a plan.

Smiling knowingly, she gave Tristan a brochure of the most expensive Stalpree Villa, thinking that Tristan would shrink in the face of difficulty.

Unexpectedly, the moment Tristan saw the price, his eyes lit up happily. "This is the one! I'll take it!"