Chapter 89


    Maja might have just been slow on the uptake, but she was chilled out now. She stered a polite


    smile on her face. 1 just felt I might have identally overheard some private stuff about Mr Raymond,


    and I was a bit flustered” After all, if this juicy gossip got out to the press, it’d probably be sshed all


    over the front pages tomorrow.


    Over the past few years, there have been no whispers of him tying the knot. If that got out, it’d be a big


    deal.


    He was the heir to the Raymond Group and the youngest hotshot in business right now. The dude even


    set up his ownpany in Silicon Valley straight out of school. No wonder his grandpa, Holden, was


    so proud.


    His private life was bound to attract a lot of attention


    His tone was casual as his gazended on the Rosewood Manor mansion outside.


    Jeff thought he was going to go in, but he just said, “Let someone bring some of my clothes in there.”


    Jeff nodded and made a turn, politely saying to Maja, “Ms. Pennyfeather, I’ll drop you at your


    apartment.” Maja’s t was already sold, and all that was left to do was to sigh the paperwork. It was


    perfect timing. “Alright, thanks.”


    We should be thanking you, Ms. Pennyfeather.”


    The car fell silent. After it stopped at the apartment, the car picking upn–was already there.


    to sign the contract.


    The agent had been waiting for her call, so the contract was signed in less than half an hour.


    Now all Maja had to do was wait for the bank transfer.


    She drove back to Rosewood Manor. She couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw Maria waiting


    anxiously outside. “Maria.”


    Maria craned her neck to check behind her and let out a sigh of relief when she saw no one else


    around.


    “Ms. Pennyfeather, what’s going on?”


    “Nothing was just worried Mr. Raymond might show up. I have some stuff in the car; get someone to


    help bring it in.“. Maria was also not used to seeingn. If he showed up out of the blue, she’d probably


    freak out.


    Now that he wasn’ting, she rxed a bit and went to help unload the car!


    After putting the eatables in the fridge, she looked at the high–end bag in her hand, “Ms. Pennyfeather,


    what’s this?”


    Maja nced at it and remembered she forgot to returnn’s shirt.


    “Give it to me; it’s not mine.”


    She took the bag with the shirt and retreated to her room for some rest. After all, traveling could be


    tiring..


    She slept until the evening. After freshening up anding downstairs, she rememberedn saying


    something about sending his stuff over and instructed Maria, “Maria, get the guest room furthest from


    the master bedroom ready. If Mr. Raymond sends his stuff over, it should be put in the master


    bedroom.”


    Maria looked a bit downcast. She sighed after a while.


    Ms. Pennyfeather, maybe I should tell Holden about Ms. Casson’s attitude towards you. Holden has


    been asking about you on the phone and thinks you and Mr. Raymond are close. Now that Ms. Casson


    won’t let you sleep in the same bed with your husband, isn’t that bullying? Where’s the logic in the wife


    living in the guest room?”


    Maria couldn’t stand to see this. She was sent by Holden to take care of Maja. Over the years, her


    affection for Maja grew deeper, and she saw her as a daughter of her own.


    “Maria, it’s okay. Our marriage is bound to end. I don’t want any ties with him before the divorce. So,


    sleeping in separate rooms suits me just fine.”


    Left with no choice, Maria instructed someone to prepare the room.


    Everything belonging to Maja in the master bedroom was moved to the room at the end of the hallway.


    Maja didn’t have much stuff, so it was done pretty quickly.


    She decided to spend the night in the guest room. Before going to bed, she sent the design ton. If he


    didn’t reply like before, she might have to go with her own design and look for a


    construction team.


    The next morning, she woke up ton’s reply,


    “Hmm.”


    Maja was a bit frustrated. This was her first time dealing with such a nonchnt client.


    “Mr. Raymond, do you need a third party to supervise the project?”


    Third–party supervision was mainly for the owner to oversee the construction process and report back


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    to the client in real–time


    But it seemedn was really nning to be aid–back owner from start to finish, so his reply came a


    bit faster this time.


    “No need.”


    Maja remembered that this house was, after all, designed for his beloved.


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    Maja pondered for a moment and then dialed his number.