Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife
Chapter 402: Starting from - 210, You Will Live Here (1 Update)_2

Chapter 402: Starting from Chapter 210, You Will Live Here (1 Update)_2

"Famous, huh? Expensive?"

"My car isn’t worth ten million, it’s not too bad."

Seeing her shocked look as she glanced around the car, Kay Forrest gripped the steering wheel tightly, holding back his laughter.

Jane Quinlan felt as if the air in the car suddenly smelled of gold.

Is this really a car?

After she finished surveying the car, she looked at him: "Kay Forrest, are you a second-generation rich kid?"

"Who says only rich second generations can drive luxury cars?"

"Then are you a kept man by a wealthy woman?"

Kay Forrest turned his head to glare at her: "Haven’t you ever considered that I earned this money myself?"

"But you’re so young, how could you possibly..."

"Forget it, just keep your mouth shut. I’ve realized there’s no reasoning with someone like you."

While driving, he reached out with one hand to press her forehead and pushed her head down onto the car seat.

Jane Quinlan was indeed somewhat disoriented by the world she was experiencing.

She was now sitting in a luxury car worth millions.

Unbelievable, must be a joke, right?

All the way in a daze, she didn’t even notice that Kay Forrest had driven the car into a high-end residential area not far from the company.

After parking the car, Kay Forrest pointed outside the door: "Get out."

She looked around in confusion: "What place is this?"

"No more nonsense, just do as you’re told."

Jane Quinlan rolled her eyes at him and hastily followed him out of the car.

He led her into a building and used the access card to open the door on the first floor.

Then the two of them took the elevator to the 26th floor, the penthouse level.

After getting out of the elevator and seeing him about to open a door, Jane Quinlan reached out to grab his wrist: "Kay Forrest, what are you bringing me to this place for?"

"Looking at apartments, of course."

"Looking at apartments this late?" she frowned, wary as she looked at him: "Let me tell you, I am not that kind of easy woman."

"Pfft," Kay Forrest couldn’t suppress a chuckle: "Rest assured, even if you were that kind of easy woman, I’m not the kind of man to mess around with just any woman; I do have my standards, okay?"

As he spoke, he had already turned around, opened the door, and walked in.

Jane Quinlan stood at the door, wishing she had a brick to throw at the back of his head.

Does this man have to be so sharp-tongued? What’s wrong with her? Good figure, good looks, good education...

Forget it, no point in stooping to his level.

She followed him into the apartment, and as soon as she entered, she was stunned.

Wow, what a beautiful house.

Not only was the decor beautiful, but it was also a large apartment.

A bright living room and a spacious garden balcony.

Electrical appliances and furniture were all available; if she could ever buy an apartment like this in her lifetime... she’d be incredibly happy.

Kay Forrest walked straight to the balcony and looked out: "What do you think?"

Jane Quinlan walked beside him and looked out. Anchester’s lights from thousands of homes sparkled like neon, indescribably beautiful.

"It’s beautiful."

"I’m asking about the apartment.

"Oh, it’s great, couldn’t be better." She felt a little embarrassed, having misunderstood him.

"You think it’s satisfactory?"

She looked at him, laughing wordlessly: "What does it matter if I find it satisfactory? It’s not my apartment."

"Indeed, it isn’t yours, but if you like it, you can live here from now on."

"What?" Jane Quinlan looked at him in surprise: "Are you kidding me?"

"Would I waste my time coming here to tease you on a late night like this?

This apartment is mine, and it’s just sitting empty anyway. It’s inconvenient for you to travel from a far place to work every day, so from now on, just live here," he said.

Seeing that Jane Quinlan seemed about to say something, he hurriedly added: "But don’t be too grateful because I will be charging rent."

Jane Quinlan was about to say it wasn’t necessary, but when he mentioned charging rent, she suddenly felt blindsided by a scene from a romance novel.

This man always seems to offer her jujubes to eat, only to pop them into his own mouth just as she’s about to take a bite.

Totally frustrating.

"I can’t afford the rent for a place like this."

"I checked, and your basic monthly salary was three thousand. You haven’t received any bonuses in the recent months due to the lack of performance, right?"

Jane Quinlan found herself at a loss for words because he was exactly right.

"After I join the newspaper office, I will ensure the business performance triples, so I can guarantee that your salary will exceed five thousand a month.

The apartment you’re renting now, based on its market value, would roughly cost seven hundred in rent.

I’ll charge you two thousand.

So, doing the math, you will live a wealthier life than before.

Plus, I have already paid ten years’ worth of heating, and there is Wi-Fi available here.

No matter how you calculate it, you’ll profit from this deal.

Whether you rent it or not is up to you.

After all, if you don’t live here, I will rent it out to someone else.

Mais importantly, you may need to work overtime often if you work with me."