Chapter 10 Garry Wants To Buy A House

"Don't worry. I just won the lottery,"

Garry said casually.

"Did you lie to me?" Shelly asked with a suspicious look on her face.

"Shelly, I indeed won the lottery and got paid ten thousand dollars."

"Really? You are so lucky. Congratulations," Shelly sighed and said in a weak voice.

"Thank you. If you encounter any problems in the future, don't hesitate to inform me. I'm just one call away," Garry said sincerely.

He was willing to help her in any way he could because she had been of great help to him.

Shelly was touched when she saw the sincerity on his face.

Now that she had gotten the go-ahead, she wanted to ask for his help. But she swallowed her words immediately.

One thing she didn't want was to be a burden to Garry.

Besides, he couldn't be of any help to her.

"Humph! What can you do for me? Anyway, don't worry about me. Just enjoy college and spend that lottery money wisely. Bye!"

Shelly waved at him after speaking with feigned indifference.

Garry couldn't think of another way to convince her now. He could only watch her leave in haste.

His instincts told him that Shelly was hiding something. She had a sad look in her usually cheerful eyes.

Garry was still trying to fathom what could be bothering Shelly when his phone rang.

He whipped it out from his pocket quickly.

On the other end of the phone came Allard's deep voice.

"Hello, Mr. Smith. A meeting will be held at Hexagonal Restaurant tonight.

All the top employees of your family's business in this city want to meet you."

"Oh, I see. Do I have to go there now?"

"No, Mr. Smith. Whenever you are ready, just call the driver to come to pick you up."

After ending the call, Allard sent Garry the driver's number.

There was still time left before the meeting, so Garry didn't bother calling the driver. He just took a taxi to a real estate agency near the school.

After what happened with his roommates, Garry didn't want to live in the dorm room with them anymore.

Those snobbish people despised the poor and loved the rich.

Garry disliked such people, and he didn't want to be around them anymore.

It was as if one more night with them would make him incurably sick.

He decided to move out now that he could afford to.

The taxi stopped in front of the real estate company and Garry got out.

When he opened the door, a saleswoman in a tight skirt and black silk stockings got up, about to greet him with a smile.

But when she saw that it was just a young boy dressed very ordinarily, she sat right back down, immediately losing interest.

All the other elite salespeople in the office were also in low spirits.

They were experienced and had sharp eyes so they could right away discern who was rich and who was poor at just a glance.

For a moment there, no one walked up to Garry and introduced themselves.

He just stood there, feeling awkward.

The manager frowned, seeing all the salespeople neglect to help this poor boy.

Even though he knew that the young man in front of him might be poor, he still wanted his employees to be polite no matter what.

"Caitlin Barker!" he said in a loud voice to the saleswoman who had just gotten up.

"Okay, I know."

Caitlin had no other choice but to stand up again and make her way up to Garry with a fake and insincere smile plastered all over her face.

"Sir, could you let me know if you want to buy a house or rent an apartment?"

"I want to buy a house," Garry said in a firm voice.

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the people around them all turned to Garry.

Their eyes were full of doubt and disdain.

"He looks like a poor student. Can he afford to buy a house?"

"I think this person is just here to hang out. At the end of the walk, he'll say he is not satisfied with all the houses!"