Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia)

Since Wyatt cared so much about her, no matter who she was, whether wicked or not, he would try his best to make her his. With Wyatt's character, it did not seem that he would disregard everything for love.

Indeed, they were all mortals. They were not alone, so love wasn't the only thingnoveldrama

in their eyes.

Without probing into it, Trevor's thoughts shifted a lot as he went on chatting with Seth. From the original purpose he had in mind, it changed into purely having a cup of coffee.

After sitting in the office and stirring the coffee, Trevor couldn't help but shake his head. "Seth, according to your understanding of him, will Wyatt come back after taking my car? Say, shall I wait for my car or not?"

"Haha. Master Trevor, didn't Wyatt say when he left?"

With a helpless sigh, Trevor replied, saying, "He's rude, isn't he?" Wasn't Wyatt afraid that there might be important stuff or necessity in the car?

Knocking his head, Trevor felt that he must have been bored out of mind to come over. "Wyatt borrowed my car, yet he keeps me waiting?" What luck was it?

"Master Trevor, please bear with it! The coffee is new. You can drink two more cups of it. Wyatt's car should be sent back soon from the car-cleaning service..." Deep down, Seth figured that he must be the one most troubled. Wyatt went forward in using Trevor's car without permission. He could picture himself being assigned the arduous task of changing the car the next morning.

At the administrative desk, while eating melon seeds and sipping scented tea, Waverly didn't hold back. "The photos are great, but the house is a little old and dirty!" Although she wanted to buy a second-hand mansion she could move in as soon as possible, she couldn't stand it being a garbage dump. She could put up with the old-fashioned design and furnishing, but she couldn't be cleaning up and throwing garbage away for days!

They would gift her a wall-hanging furnace? It was of no use! She planned to throw all the furniture away!

"Besides, I want my safety to be prioritized, do you understand? Is there any residential area that is relatively new and allows residents to move in right away? I don't need too large a house, but the permit to enter and exit the house has to be strict. How about properties on a high floor?"

For a two-story villa, the surveillance cameras installed could be destroyed, while thieves could climb over the walls, but with a condominium several floors high, she didn't believe that the thief was capable of flying!

After pondering on it for some time, Waverly decided that it was better to live in a small condominium. With the neighboring residents going back and forth, the culprits wouldn't have the chance to grab hold of her. The point was that if she had a place to herself, she wouldn't have to rely on Wyatt, bear his mood swings, and be manipulated at night. It was cool to think of it, not to mention how the condominium was cheap. She could sleep and mess around as much as she wanted in her own small nest.

"Anyway, I don't want those with moldy walls. If I were to repaint the walls, is it any different from purchasing and furnishing a new property? It's best if I could purchase two units at the same time in one community. It doesn't matter whether it's far or near between them. Each unit doesn't have to be too big either..."

As she went on thinking about it, Waverly gleefully snickered at the thought of how clever she was. There was a saying that a crafty rabbit had three burrows. If she randomly chose either unit to live in, she believed that she wouldn't be followed. Plus, she could use it to defend against Wyatt, the pervert, or better yet, confront him!

She giggled at the thought of how smart she was.

Setting the cup on the table, Waverly decided to go along with the decision. Hearing her words, the agent grinned from ear to ear. She lowered her head and withdrew a catalog as she plotted a scheme deep down, her eyes shining as if she had seen a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

As soon as Wyatt entered the door, he heard the last sentence and took in the scene. In an instant, his chin was near to dropping to the ground.

"Yes, yes, yes! Miss Wagner, you look like a white-collar worker with excellent taste and quality of life. A beautiful young lady like you must pay attention to the places you stay in. Angeles City is a fashionable and simple condominium designed especially for urban white-collar workers. Low-rise, mid-rise, high-rise, LOFT units are all available. It is known for its strict security at the entrance. At two kilometers away from the main entrance, cards will be needed to enter as well as exit the place. There are three layers of security checks and systems both on the inside and outside of the living units. All of the property owners have successful careers and are highly educated. For instance, managers, officials, wealthy merchants, senior doctors, professors, etc. The units are of a high grade. The construction was completed two years ago, so the units are new and will absolutely meet your requirements, but you should know that such buildings are highly-priced. The smallest units are usually 70 sq. feet, yet the housing price is a staggering figure of six or seven million dollars. Although no one lives in a house, it is considered to be a second-hand property that is less than five years old. The tax rate is comparingly..."

With a raise of her hand, the underlying meaning in the agent's words was clear. It was expensive to complete all the necessary procedures!

When her sly gaze studied Waverly and saw that she did not hesitate the slightest, the agent could barely hold herself back from smiling so hard she drooled.

"If I want two units and put my mansion here on sale, is there any discount?"

"A mansion? Of course, there is! If you've made up your mind, we will fight for your greatest welfare and select the units with the best location for you. In addition, we will choose those with better renovation and furnishing for you. We will charge you according to the gross price which is not even close to hundred of thousands of dollars! As for the agency fee... we don't make much money from it. You take ten thousand dollars for nothing, do you? We depend on agency fees monthly for a living! If you exclusively entrust us with your mansion that has a great appraisal value, I can get you some concessions. Of course, I'll put in a good word for the appraisal value if you decide to buy new properties from me!" She raised her hand once more, implying that increasing the appraisal value would save Waverly more money.

Sweeping her gaze past pictures of the interior of the so-called "Angeles City" as well as its floor plan on the computer, she chose to take a look at two units. While nodding, she was interested in it.

"Are you sure it's furnished so that I can move into it at any time?"

She was about to say, "If it's convenient, I want a visit." When she raised her head, she saw Wyatt standing behind the agent. Her mind went blank, and Waverly was stunned.

"Of course, if you agree, you can first pay a deposit of 100,000 dollars, choose a general floor and the house type. I'll arrange for you to visit the unit some other day! I promise that I will pick the most luxurious interior design and furnishing for

you!"

Waverly remained in a daze, but she

heard Wyatt's cold voice. "Doesn't Angeles City focus on delicate and exquisite interior design and furnishing? My friend has just bought a unit for four million dollars near the south gate. Don't you think that you're charging the price too high for this unit?"

In an instant, she seemed to be woken up by a pot of water. She jotted up to her feet in a flash like a child who had committed a mistake as she fiddled with her handbag. Waverly first eyed Wyatt before shifting her astonished gaze to the agent across from her.

Wasn't it a formal housing agent? Shouldn't the price be the same for all customers? How dare the agent try to cheat her in broad daylight?

As she got up, the agent's face revealed subtle changes. "Sir, have you remembered wrongly? The prices of units of different types are different from each other... That's why they were sold at different prices!"

"Close to the suburbs, Rowrose Road, right? The biggest unfinished building, the 'Angeles City' that has just been handed in last year. Is there a second Angeles City in Casterwich City?"

The ice-cold look in Wyatt's eyes caused the woman to open her mouth wide without saying a word. Her face was pale as she wore an awkward smile. She did not speak for a long time.

Hopping up from the chair, Waverly ran to Wyatt as if she was fleeing from disaster. She looked up at him pitifully and grabbed a corner of him as though pleading with him to stand up for her.

D*mn it! A rural multi-story building that was a mess, yet she managed to sweet- talk it into a paradise! How powerful was the mouth? How was it a fraud? A cheating housing agent built in the city center? The store was huge yet?

Waverly's eyes widened in disbelief.

Thankfully, she had not paid. Thankfully, he was there!

At the thought of being cheated or kidnapped, Waverly's heart trembled. What bad

luck had she gotten lately?

Even selecting a shop in the city center could trap her? Had she offended the

deities?

The woman was rendered

speechless by Wyatt's words. When the other salesgirls heard the sound, they noticed that he was well- dressed and had an amazing aura. Gathering around them, they exchanged glances in speechless despair, yet they dared not say a word. Turning around, Wyatt walked to the door with Waverly grabbing the hem of his clothes. Waverly was afraid of being left by him, so she trotted all the way.

Behind her, several guests inquiring on properties eyed each other before they hurried to the door. They were exposed, but none of them had the courage to make a sound. When the woman returned herself, what awaited her was an extremely dark and contorted face of a man.

"Are you blind? Are you out of your mind? No matter how anxious you are for your work performance, you put it all on a customer. Have you forgotten everything I taught you? Look at what you've done. Do you know who the man was?"

"I told you to open your eyes. Is this how you do it? Don't take in a job without the right skills or abilities. Do you think everyone can imitate me in becoming the top sales person? Idiot! Idiot!"

"Why are you still in a daze? Go and

clean up your mess! Wipe your eyes clean! When you've made sure you know the person well enough, only then you'll speak. The upper limit, the upper limit. Don't f*cking be so stupid that you dream of gobbling the wealthy man down without speaking well." As Waverly walked a long distance away, she could hear the faint sounds of cursing. She looked at the tall figure in front of her as if she was a bullied daughter-in-law. Tugging at Wyatt's sleeve, she dared not breathe heavily.

Oh, no! She had been caught!

Not only that, but... Annoyed, she chased him to the other side of the car. Waverly grabbed his wrist

and shook it like a spoiled child. "Are you mad? Yes... I'm sorry. I didn't know..."

She didn't do it on purpose! How could she know that the housing agent was a cheater?

"I was wrong, okay? In fact, I just went in to know more about it and didn't intend to immediately... (purchase)!" No matter what, she still must buy a house! Waverly dared not say the last sentence out loud, especially at the moment.

He gave her a sidelong glance, and their eyes met. He knew what she was

thinking. "Do you know where Angeles City is?" "Um?" Wasn't it just a residential area? Abruptly, Waverly was stunned by the question.

"The red light district of a residential area!"