Chapter 008

"Sir, there's no need for that" Sean replied respectfully.

"Do you mind checking the house first before making the payment?"

"I'd rather do it now" Oscar smiled faintly.

Hearing his reply, Sean's face twitched a bit.

"Alright. But i'll have to link you up with the owner so you can make the purchase. We are just a third party" he explained.

"Do your thing" Oscar plopped back onto the waiting bench and began playing games on his phone.

Sean laughed dryly and put a call across.

"Hello Mr. Weymer"

"What is it Sean?" a matured voice rang from the other end, containing hints of impatience.

"A lad is at my place. He wishes to buy your estate's West Eagle manor" Sean chuckled.

"Say what?!" the other party gasped in shock.

"I'd advise you hurry up or this lad might change his mind" Sean clicked his tongue, ending the call.

He couldn't help feeling some pride. White Lotus Garden was a luxury estate owned by Mr. Weymer and two of his cousins who were major share holders.

The estate was the best in the whole city. Naturally, Sean wouldn't have the opportunity to speak casually to such a lofty figure on a normal basis.

* * *

Twenty minutes later, a Ford Mustang parked at the Housing management office building.

Mr. Weymer stepped out, adjusting the tie around his collar. He had a bald head and chubby figure.

Taking quick strides, he rushed into the building and saw Sean standing beside Oscar whose attention was on the game he was playing.

"Oh? Mr. Weymer came much more earlier than i expected" Sean's lips curved into a crescent.

"Don't play games with me. Who is it that wants to buy West Eagle manor" Mr. Weymer glanced around.

An amused smile played on Sean's lips.

"He's sitting right before you"

Mr. Weymer's gaze fell on Oscar. How was this possible?!

West Eagle manor was the third most expensive asset in White Lotus Estate.

When he heard somebody wanted to purchase it, he was expecting to see a shrewd middle aged man in business suit..

But definitely not this young man!

Just as he wanted to berate Sean, Oscar tore his gaze off the game.

"Are you the owner of the manor?"

"Yes. Look here kid, are you pulling a prank here? because i don't have time to waste" Mr. Weymer frowned.

He thought Oscar must've played Sean.

Oscar was taken aback.

"Prank? what makes you so sure?"

"How can you afford to pay huh? i know the sons of rich families and business tycoons within this city and the surrounding cities. But your face, i have never seen it" Mr. Weymer snickered.

"Well, that only shows your ignorance. Real big shots don't like flaunting" Oscar rolled his eyes.

"You think you fit that category?" Mr. Weymer harrumphed with contempt.

"Yup" Oscar puffed up his chest.

Are you kiddin' me? I'm like the world's richest man!

"Mr. Weymer, i believe you must be a seasoned business man. Sometimes, it's not good to judge a book by it's cover" Sean spoke up.

He didn't know why, but his guts feeling kept telling him that the young man before him was not simple.

Mr. Weymer took in a deep breath. He decided to take a gamble and believe the young man.

He brought out all the housing documents from his suit inner pocket. After signing the places he needed to sign, he pushed it towards Oscar.

Thanks to Hunks, all the contract clauses were laid bare to Oscar in layman understanding. After signing the documents, he recieved Mr. Weymer's company info and transferred the money to it.

"Sent" he showed the transaction to Mr. Weymer and Sean.

-[You have recieved +300,000 centi points!]

Oscar beamed when he saw the system notification. So many zeros!!

Bing!

Mr. Weymer brought out his phone and was shell shocked at the message on his homescreen.

As the largest shareholder of White Lotus Garden, it wasn't far stretched to call him the acting CEO. As such, the estate's bank account was linked to his device.

Staring at the credit alert of 300 million, he suddenly felt dizzy.

Although this wasn't his first time seeing such a large amount..

It was his first time seeing a young man in his early twenties throw out such a huge sum without batting an eye.

When compared to the young man seated before him, the young rich scions he had dealt with in the past all looked like trash!

He couldn't help but throw Sean a grateful look. Not only had the latter saved him from missing out on such a big transaction, he had also saved him from offending the other party.

Since he could fork out such a huge sum, his background was sure to be extremely scary.

"Can we go check out the house now?" Oscar asked, standing up.

Mr. Weymer brought out a white handkerchief and dabbed out the beads of sweat on his face before flashing the other party an obvious fawning smile.

"Sure! Sure!"

Oscar smiled inwardly when he saw Mr. Weymer!s drastic change in behaviour.

Having money sure came with a lot of benefits.

* * *

White Lotus Garden enjoyed the reputation as the number one estate in the whole city.

Many rich business men and women usually wished to own properties in the estate, however it was better said than done.

The terrifying prices scared a huge majority. As for thosd at the bottom or middle rung of the society, White Lotur garden was like a paradise in a fairy tale.

They could only admire the majestic gates from afar.

Two cars stopped at the entrance gate. They were Mr. Weymer's mustang and Oscar's bentley.

The two security men stationed at the entrance became respectful when they saw Mr. Weymer. They hurriedly opened the gates.

As Oscar drove in, he marveled at the sight of the estate. Compared to the shabby houses at his former neighbourhood, the estate buildings boasted of an expert architectural powress.

Every single building just screamed of wealth. It was like as if Oscar had stepped onto another world.

The road was well tarred and wide, allowing enough space for vehicles to move on, preventing unnecessary traffic jam.

West Eagle Manor was situated at the most inner part of the estate. The apartment was 300 Sq fts and it's architecure was a notch higher, compared to the other buildings in the estate.

With Mr. Weymer as a guide, Oscar toured around the manor. The garage was indeed wide as what was reported on the catalogue. Atleast housing ten trucks wouldn't be a problem.

The in built swimming pool had treated water that was changed on a daily basis by the estate management.

The kitchens, rooms and parlor were large too. Oscar couldn't find any fault in them. Not to mention the whole house was already heavily furnished. Oscar could even move in instantly if he wanted to.

After finishing the tour, Mr. Weymer smiled at Oscar.

"So what do you think?"

"The house is to my taste. The money spent was worth it" Oscar gave his honest opinion.

Just the tiles and chandliners would cost thousands if he wasn't mistaken.

"I'm glad you like it. Are you moving in today?"

"By tomorrow. Why do you ask?" Oscar sat comfortably on the sofa in the parlor.

"Well, the estate would be providing you a cook, butler, cleaner and driver. That is a special reward to all those who own properties" Mr. Weymer explained.

"Uhm, that won't be necessary" Oscar rejected.

Although having these staffs would make living comfortable for him, it would also risk exposing the existence of the system.

So even though he would live a lonesome life in such a huge building, he wouldn't hesitate to do so if that meant concealing the system's existence.

Mr. Weymer just smiled and didn't force it. He had already subconsciously taken Oscar as the young heir to a secret rich affluent family who came out to gather experience.

Such individuals valued their privacy more than anything.

To ease up the tensed atmosphere, Oscar brought out wine from the mini bar as well as two glass cups. Pouring some for Mr. Weymer, they began to engage in some miscellaneous small talks.