Cam squinted through the peephole, checking out who was on the other side of the door.


    It wasn''t anyone she recognized-neither Young nor n.


    "Can I help you?" she asked, her voice cautious.


    "Hi, are you Ms. Cam? My name''s Henry Hoover. My mom told me some tiles on your balcony wall wereing loose, so she sent me to take a look," the guy outside replied. Cam remembered she had indeed called thendy a few days ago about the loose tiles on the balcony. Thendy had promised to send someone over to check it out. So, she opened the door. "Sorry for the trouble," she said politely.


    The moment Henry saw her, he was taken aback by her beauty. His mom wasn''t kidding; not only was this tenant strikingly beautiful, but she also had a gentle and polite demeanor. It made him understand his mother''s intentions even more clearly.


    "Come on in," Cam invited.


    Henry snapped back to reality and walked in with a warm smile. His eyes naturally drifted towards the balcony wall, ready to inspect the tiles. But then, his peripheral vision caught sight of clothes drying on a rack, and he paused.


    At the same time, Connor, who was in the bedroom, overheard the conversation. A frown creased his brow as a wave of unease washed over him. He quickly got out of bed and headed towards the balcony. As he walked out of the bedroom and saw Henry standing next to Cam, his eyes immediately became wary. Henry turned around and saw a tall, muscr, and handsome young man staring at him with a guarded look.


    Feeling a chill, Connor moved next to Cam and casually wrapped his arm around her waist, gently pulling her closer. He smiled slightly at Henry, "Thanks foring out to check the tiles on a weekend." The emphasis on "our home" was hard to miss.


    Henry nodded, trying to stayposed. "Yeah, this property is pretty old; it''s bound to have some issues." He stressed the words "this property."


    The tension between the two men was palpable.


    Connor chuckled lightly. "Yeah, this ce is small and old, not exactlyfortable."


    Henry shot him a disdainful smirk.


    "True, it can''tpare to the mansions around here. But it''s in a prime location, convenient


    transportation, and a top-notch


    school district. The market value of this ce is about $100,000 per square meter-out of reach for many working-ss folks."


    His words were dripping with superiority.


    Connor looked at him with scorn andughed coldly. "Indeed, it can''t match the nearby mansions." He nced towards Cedarhill Estate. "How much do you think a ce there goes for?"


    Henry rolled his eyes. "The most expensive in the city, at least a hundred million each, I suppose." He chuckled provocatively. "That''s my goal."


    Connor shook his head with a mocking smile. "Who sets their goals that low? You?"


    Henry paused, confused by Connor''sment.


    Connor continued, "The top-floor suite in Cedarhill Estate? That''s mine."


    Henry was stunned! This guy actually owned a property in Cedarhill Estate! A sense of pressure and defeat washed over him. Then he decided Connor must be bluffing. With a disdainful tone, he said, "Oh really? Then why are you living in this small ce?"


    Connor nced at Cam with a


    tender look. "My girlfriend and I hadFrom N?velDrama.Org.


    a fight. She moved out of our ce in Cedarhill Estate to this little apartment. I''m just here trying to win her back."