Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 508 - 0508 Walk Your Own Path_1

Chapter 508: 0508 Walk Your Own Path_1

The real estate transaction was, of course, just the basic formalities now, proving that Lucy Wood was the purchaser.

She would need to handle the procedures herself afterwards.

Of course, the house already belonged to her now.

She covered her mouth, first looked at Felicia Frost in disbelief, then flipped through the document back and forth, finding it hard to believe, "Ellen gifted me an ancient mansion in Cherry Blossom Country?"

The people around: "..."

Those who knew their stuff took one look and immediately exclaimed in shock, "The ones on Cherry Wood Avenue in the capital of Cherry Blossom Country? Those are legendary houses!! A single one sells for eight hundred million, eight hundred million!!!"

Boom!

The scene exploded.

Even Turner Matt, who was worldly and well-informed, was dumbfounded.

Are the rich this capricious now?!

Felicia Frost asked shakily, "Ellen’s birthday gift to make up for yours?"

Lucy Wood’s eyes showed a complex expression, as if she was thinking of something, and after about a few seconds, she covered her eyes and started sobbing.

But Ellen had celebrated her birthday, and she was just happy that Ellen had come—that someone was there to spend her birthday with her, which was the first time in many years, and it was a family member, a feeling that was definitely different.

Ellen had given her resources, which she had taken as her birthday gift, and hadn’t thought of anything else.

She couldn’t be greedy.

Just having a birthday cake was satisfying enough.

She really hadn’t thought that after such a long time, Ellen would actually give her a make-up birthday gift.

Could it be because of the phone call she made yesterday?

She felt she was lacking a house, so today Ellen bought her an ancient mansion as a gift.

The gift was astonishing, yet it still brought tears to her eyes.

This was an unprecedented feeling, even more poignant than when she saw Olivia Johnson give Edward Wood a bracelet worth several million.

For the first time, she truly felt what it was like to have something said offhand remembered and cherished by someone else.

This was the first time she tasted what it felt like to be favored and loved.

"You still have the nerve to cry—"

Felicia Frost had just uttered these words when she considered what Lucy Wood might have felt and didn’t go on with a complicated expression.

Of course, keeping her mouth shut didn’t stop her from feeling sour inside.

Damn, she was almost turning into lemon essence.

The crew was dying of envy.

In the circle, no matter how much one earns, casually forking out eight hundred million is not something an ordinary person can afford, right?

And upon checking, damn, that mansion had just been put on the market for sale the day before yesterday, and today it had been bought—it was just too much!!

The excesses of the wealthy, indeed!!

Turner Matt approached Lucy Wood and said, "Hey, not bad, this is the state we want, your tears falling just right. Let’s finish shooting your scenes while you’re still crying. It’s hard to come by such a state, a true outpouring of emotion, it couldn’t be more natural."

Lucy Wood: "??"

What species of devil are you, director?!

Her current emotional state was just right, and in an instant, the ambiance was lost.

She wiped her eyes and still couldn’t help but break into laughter through her tears.

Deep inside, she felt an expanding sense of contentment, truly overjoyed.

It was only then that Turner Matt added, "See, what’s there to cry about? Someone gave you a birthday gift, just accept it happily. Us folks, we can only envy and be jealous."

He patted Lucy Wood on the shoulder with profound sincerity, "The greatest fortune of your life has been spent on meeting this sister of yours. This should be yours, so cherish it, film well, and carve out your own path in this circle."

Upon hearing the director’s words, Lucy Wood also nodded resolutely.