But Cecilia is different.
"I still don't know, maybe ten days or half a month. Please don't tell anyone, okay?" Cecilia's voice carried a hint of exhaustion as she spoke, seemingly a bit helpless.
"Okay, of course..."
When Cecilia hung up the phone, the Fifth Young Master immediately made another call. The gentleness in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a cold and sharp demeanor.
Her hometown is a small place, finding out about her situation was as easy as it gets.
"Fifth Young Master, it's a relative of Miss Wilson's occupying her family's old house and refusing to move out. It seems Miss Wilson wants to sell the old house." Within a few minutes, someone from below had already reported on Cecilia's plans and the troubles she was currently facing.
"If they don't move, break their legs and toss them out, buy the house at twenty percent above the market price." He said it nonchalantly and hung up, as if breaking legs was as simple as sneezing.
