The True Heiress's Return

Though he claimed to be introducing the house, as Lago spoke, he began to tell his own success story, bragging about how tough it was for him to move from the countryside to Crescentville, this big city. He boasted about how lucky he had been since buying this house, and how wealth had been pouring in. Knighton, having just returned from abroad, was unaware of many recent events and was mesmerized by Lago's words.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "The first time I saw Mr. Smith, I thought you looked particularly well. Although I grew up. abroad, I've always admired the Feng Shui beliefs of Hua Country. I believe Mr. Smith's achievements today must be closely tied to this villa." Lago replied excitedly, "Exactly! This house is indeed great; whoever lives here flourishes, especially in business. If we have good fortune, our careers can only go up from here!"

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Knighton nodded, now completely convinced by Lago's words, "But if this house is so good, why would Mr. Smith want to sell it?"

Lago's smile suddenly froze, and he quickly found an excuse, "Hahaha, while this house has sentimental value, I have some special needs now and need to move elsewhere for convenience. Knighton realized. "It seems Mr. Smith is going to live in a better, bigger house."

Lago smiled but didn't respond.

Knighton turned to the agent. "I really like this house. Let's go with this one. I have a check ready, and I can pay in full."

The agent was overjoyed. Without saying a word, he could earn tens of thousands in commission.

Lago was also beaming with pride. The heavens were still favoring him; despite his bad luck, a big fish had come knocking at his door.

"Great! Knighton, our contract is ready. If you're sure there are no issues, just sign here.

Laure chucked, no preci, preparing to take out the check to sign it..."Sorry, I need to take this call." Just as he was about to write, Knighton's phone rang.

"No problem,

Knighton stepped aside and benton, go ahead."

conversing in Y in Y language.

Lago, not understanding the language, aske asked the agent, "What's he talking about?"

The agent checked the contract, "Oh, it should it should be Knighton's wife." He glanced over at

and whispered to

is involved in purchasing and maternal-infant overseas, network his is thanks to her

is that so?" Lago scrutinized Knighton for several moments. He looked about the same age as him, short and chubby, and not as handsome. Lago touched his own face, wondering why he didn't have such good luck to marry a wife who could help him. Thinking of Jessie,

who only drags him down, Lago felt quite disgusted.

At that moment, Knighton returned from his call. He had gone from smiling to furious in an instant, his eyes filled with anger. "You liar!" He immediately scolded Lago, "This lousy house has such bad Feng Shui! You've been doing poorly in business, and you still want to deceive me? You're a heartless crook, shameless!" He even included the agent in his tirade, "You dirty scoundrels are in cahoots!" Lago's expression darkened, "What do you mean?" G

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"My wife told me everything! Luckily, she saw the guide from a divination master about choosing houses. We even asked her to help us divine the luck of your house, and it's terrible! Whoever lives there is doomed!" With that, Knighton hurried away, fearing that staying even a second longer would bring him bad luck.

""What do you mean doomed? Damn it, you soft-handed leech, come back! Who's house is doomed?"

Lago cursed angrily, wanting to chase after him to fight, but the agent quickly stopped him.

"Mr. Smith, let's talk this out calmly."

"Calmly talk my a*****

The agent looked helpless, "I know you're in a tough spot right now, but you can't deceive clients with false information to sell the house!" glared at him I at him fiercely, "Why didn't you say anything earlier? You're no saint either, profiting from me while turning your elbows outwards!" The agent's expression turned sour; he wanted to make money but had his dignity too!

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"Mr.

Smith,

I won't sell this house anymore. Get someone else to help you!" Saying that, he shoved the contract back at Lago and walked away.

Lago was dumbfounde

If you don't know a gooney, it's just a real estate agent! You have a temper? No wonder you'll only ever be a second-rate agent, living at the bottom of the world!"

when you see it, there are plenty of people who want to buy my house!" He cursed loudly for a while. Unable to hold back his anger, Lago quickly sent his secretary to find a new agency.

Before long, however, the secretary frantically called back.

Lago exploded, "What? No one wants to take my house?"

The secretary struggled to explain, "Yes, Mr. Smith, I've pleaded with several agencies; it seems... they've all blacklisted you and your villa."

Lago felt dizzy and nearly stumbled, "What do you mean?"

"It appears your house has bad Feng Shui; news s has spread online, and now the entire second-hand housing market knows about it..."

Before Lago could rage, the secretary sent him a video. It was a short video posted by a blogger on a short video platform, detailing tips on selecting second-hand houses and taboos.

Lago opened it to it to see a petite girl who looked like she was still in school, with long golden hair and dressed in strange black clothes. She casually drew several cards and began explaining that houses with certain orientations, positions, and layouts were bad.

The more he listened, the more Lago's expression soured. Everything the girl said matched his house! Every single point hit the mark! Lago's face twisted with anger as he opened the comment section to prepare a harsh response to this young girl. But upon opening it, he saw a pinned comment with an address+[Combining the big guy's tips, this house in Crescentville is simply a minefield. Everyone, when buying a second-hand house, must avoid it!]

[Wow, isn't this the house in my neighboring community? I almost bought it!]

Lucky for the person above, but the current owner must be in big trouble living there, right?]

[Does anyone know the owner? Should we notify him? Feng Shu is something that should be believed in...]

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(Don't sympathize with the owner of this house; he's indeed in big trouble, but it's all his fault!]