Chapter 570


    | clinked my ss against him, catching the twinkle in his eye that told me he was itching to spill the beans.


    Sure enough, after taking a swig of his beer, he locked eyes with me and beamed, "Now that the coast is clear, Aaliyah, can you


    give me the lowdown? I''m looking to make a move."


    | swirled the drink in my hand, giving him a silent, probing look before breaking into a chuckle, "Mr. Bradlee, you really put me on


    the spot here."


    Irving shed me a sly grin, "Come on, Allie, spill the beans. It''ll give me some peace of mind."


    "It''s not really my call, and honestly, I''m as in the dark about Mr. Richardson''s intentions as you are," | replied, then teased him


    with a yfully coy look, "But maybe..."


    | trailed off, my mind cautioning me as | watched the amber liquid dance in my ss, "The ball''s in your court now.”


    Quick to change the subject, he remarked, "Heard you sold your house? Shame to let go of such a prime spot.”Text content ? N?velDrama.Org.


    | was taken aback, cursing inwardly at his well-informed nosiness. The ink on the deal was barely dry, and he already knew. He


    was definitely keeping tabs on me.


    My reaction must have given Irving the impression that he''d struck a chord.


    |ughed at myself, "Gotta mark the asion somehow. A fresh start should look like one, right?"


    “Absolutely! You''ll need a swanky new pad."


    | yed along, feigning insight, "You''re sharp as ever, Irving. But buying a house is a piece of cake for me."


    He bragged with a knowing smirk, "Well, Ms. Wilburn, given that you own the entire Oldtown Avenue, I''d hardly say you''re short


    on properties. But I''ve got my eye on a real gem."


    | could tell he''d been plotting this for a while.


    Curiosity piqued, | asked eagerly, "Where?"


    Irving''s smug look deepened, "I''ve been scouting for a while, but ady like you can''t be without a proper roost."


    "It''s been tough. I''ve seen a few ces, but nothing''s clicked," |mented, "So, where''s this spot?”


    "Golden Peak Town!"


    "Is it finished?" | inquired, already familiar with the ce. Hannah and | had driven past the new Hilltop Retreats development


    recently, and it was undeniable.


    "It''s sectional, and the upper part above Hilltop Retreats is done."


    "The upper part? | thought those sold out ages ago. Just the other day, | took Hannah there, and they said they were all gone." |


    replied skeptically.


    Irving''s confidence didn''t waver, "It depends who''s asking. If you''ve got your heart set on it, there''s always a way.


    "Really?" | eximed, thrilled, "! did fall for one ce, but let''s be clear that I''m paying for it myself."


    "Why stand on ceremony with me?"


    l insisted, "It''s important to keep things straight."


    “Fine! You can pay for it yourself." Irving conceded, feigning defeat.


    | took a gulp of my drink, "Thanks in advance. Being without a home is a real drag, like a nomad with no sense of security."


    "Just like me, putting everything aside to focus solely on negotiating with VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals. I''m in the same boat, no


    guarantees," Irving confided.


    "That''s where your talentse into y. Bet values skill. Invest a bit more in your tech, and you''ll stand out," | said


    nonchntly, confident that Irving could read between the lines.


    With that, | reached my


    conversational limit and stoo ;


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    Irving had no choice but to follow as | headed out.


    As we walked, | asked about Nettie''s ns to stay or go abroad.


    Irving answered absently, "It can''t say for sure. Kids change their minds every day."


    "It''d be nice if she stayed. You''d have an extra pair of hands," |mented casually.


    "A girl needs a good partner," Irving replied nonchntly.


    | shot him a look, "Yeah. What a terrible marriage | had."


    He realized his gaffe and


    backpedaled, "No offense, a


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    "| wouldn''t sell yourself short, Mr. Bradlee. Nettie''s quite a catch. With the right guidance, she could do wonders." | said pointedly.


    But Irving didn''t bite, steering clear of further discussion.


    Janice was right. Irving''s fatherly front was all for show. If Nettie chose to stick with the Bradlee family, it seemed like a rough


    road ahead.