She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 128: Finding a New House George temporarily moved into the Mitchell residence along with his wife and children, which made Malaya's sister-in-law feel uneasy.

Malaya is usually arrogant and domineering, looking down on others, and loves to show off her wealthy lifestyle as a rich housewife among family members. From tto time, she brags about how excellent her daughter Nora is.

As she watched the big truck park in front of her house and box after box being carried inside, she felt as though her territory had been invaded and it made her uncomfortable.

Mark Mitchell, the elder brother of Malaya, is a genuine and honest farmer who spent the first half of his life toiling in the fields.

If it weren't for his sister Malaya marrying a wealthy man from the city, their family wouldn't have undergone such a transformation. Towards this younger sister, he felt not only the typical brotherly affection but also a hint of gratitude.

However, his wife Khloe has a completely opposite attitude towards Malaya. She hates Malaya. When she married Mark, she becpregnant with a child. Due to Malaya's recklessness, her child was miscarried.

Later, the doctor said that she could never have children again in her lifetime.

Under the pretext of carrying on the Mitchell family's lineage, Malaya introduced a woman from an unknown source to Mark.

Emmanuel is the child of her husband and his mistress.

If it weren't for that mistress who tragically passed away due to excessive bleeding during childbirth, Malaya might have considered replacing Khloe's own role as the elder sister-in-law.

After so many years, the hatred in her heart has not diminished even a bit.

At this moment, watching Malaya fall so low that she had to move back to her parents' home, she was the one who felt the most satisfaction in her heart.

"Isn't this the younger sister-in-law and brother-in-law? Why did you suddenly decide to leave your grand villa and visit here? How long will you be staying this tso I can have the servants clean up the rooms?" She approached with feigned warmth from the staircase, dressed in an embroidered moon-white dress. The loose-fitting gown concealed her plump figure, making her resemble a walking barrel. The sarcasm in her words was unmistakable; if Malaya couldn't detect it, one might start to question her intelligence.

George's face suddenly darkened. He had been helping the Mitchell family for so many years, both openly and behind the scenes. And now, his sister-in-law was saying such heartless words.

He wanted to speak out, but when he caught sight of his children behind him, George held back. His determination to find a house as soon as possible has beceven stronger in his mind. "What are you saying? If you can't speak properly, then keep your mouth shut and go back to your room!" Mark glared at her fiercely, taking no heed of the fact that they were in front of others, while puffing on his pipe.

Khloe stood with her arms crossed, still feeling a bit defensive. "I didn't say anything wrong. I just asked how long they were staying so I could prepare food and rooms. There's nothing wrong with it." She wasn't wrong, but it was definitely not appropriate to discuss it in public like that. It made her seem petty, especially since it was Mark's sister and her family visiting.

Mark felt embarrassed and increasingly dissatisfied with his wife. She spoke crudely without any sense of culture or gentleness.

He angrily raised his brass smoking pipe and struck Khloe on the back with it, causing her to wince in pain. "Enough! Go upstairs, we don't need you here," he said as he pushed Khloe roughly away from him The latter was wearing shoes with heels nearly a dozen centimeters high, nearly stumbling to the ground.

Luckily she caught herself on the stair railing, and she staggered her way upstairs.

Emmanuel stood silently by their side without saying a word or showing any sympathy for Khloe's situation. He had known since he was seven years old that this woman was not his biological mother; she had driven his real mother to death! If it weren't for wanting a better life growing up, Emmanuel wouldn't have bothered calling this rural woman "Mom". Now the entire Mitchell family was under his control, and Khloe had no way to oppose him. She even had to compromise.

Just now, Khloe played the role of the “villain”, saying all the negative things, and now it was his turn to play the "hero".

He took Nora's luggage from her hands and gave them an encouraging smile while speaking kindly, "Auntie Malaya, Uncle George, don't listen to my mom's words too much; she just has trouble expressing herself sometimes because of being clumsy at talking... We're all family here anyway, so feel free to treat this place like your own home." George felt slightly relieved after hearing these words from Emmanuel — at least he hadn't wasted traising such a good kid after all.

Three days later, George found a well-located villa.

Situated beyond the third ring road in Akloit, it covered an expansive area of over six hundred square meters, featuring a European architectural style entirely crafted from marble carvings.

Upon passing through the ornate iron gate, there was a short walkway leading to a circular fountain in the middle of the courtyard.

The house had three floors connected by curved corridors which linked each room together, creating luxurious yet retro atmosphere throughout the entire building.

On the first day they moved in, Malaya was stunned. She stuttered, “This... this house, where did you find it? It's so beautiful." Although it wasn't as spacious as their previous villa, it looked more luxurious. George beamed with pride on his plump face and said with a hint of amusement, "It was found by Mr. Parry, the CEO of the Parry Group. Guess how much?" Taking in the decor and size, Malaya made a conservative estimate, forming a rough estimate with her fingers, "This... must be at least twenty million, right?" The man shook his head. "No! Guess again!" "Twenty million is still not enough? Is it thirty million?" He must be crazy to spend thirty million on a villa. That money was reserved for Nora's future education abroad.

As she spoke more and more absurdly, George had to reveal the answer himself. Wrong! It's only eight million!" "How could this be possible?" Such a good house would cost at least one or two hundred million just for decoration alone; let alone land costs.

"You... you said this house is only eight million? How is that possible? It's too cheap."

"I didn't believe it at first until Mr.

Parry handedthe property certificate personally. This house ver really does cost eight million dollars; we have to thank Mr. Parry properly." If not for him, they wouldn't have found such a cheap and good house.

"Uh-huh." Behind them Nora silently toured around their new hwhile listening to her parents' conversation.

It turned out that Teagan helped them find this place.

Was he helping because of her?

Thinking about this made Nora blush; she immediately business card he gave her during an art exhibition. She didn't know where she put it when she cback but would look for it later properly.

Maybe in future times, she might need to contact him again.

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