Chapter 1141: Chapter 1141 Who is Little Chale Cheney’s Mother

Lilac Serval’s eyes swiveled, and she said with a laugh, “Brother Mcintosh, I’ve recorded everything you just said, if you go back on your word, I’ll go find our master.”

She knew Charles Mcintosh had always respected their master.

The master had been generous to him too.

“Fine,” Charles Mcintosh didn’t argue, “the recording is legally effective.”

“Why sell it to me?” Lilac Serval still pursued the question, knowing Charles Mcintosh wasn’t stupid and was shrewd.

“Didn’t you say you don’t like people who go against you? I certainly don’t want to become someone you dislike.”

“Just like that?”

“Just like that.”

“You’re not going to cheat me when selling the house, are you? Have me sign some messy contract?”

“I, Charles Mcintosh, conduct affairs above board, and wouldn’t stoop to scamming a naive woman.”

“Bullshit!”

Damn it, Lilac Serval couldn’t hold back and almost kicked over the tea table.

“If possible, transfer the money to me as soon as you can. Once I receive the payment, I’ll have my assistant handle everything, and after that, you can move in.”

“You’re really not going to cheat me?”

“…”

Lilac Serval thought the deal was very worthwhile; she was probably just taking advantage of him being her elder martial brother, bullying him.

She had always longed to have her own house, but had never gotten her wish.

She had coveted his house for a long time, ever since she first went inside and really liked it.

It was sunny, with a view, spacious, and bright,

exactly the kind she had hoped for.

“I’ll transfer the money to you as soon as I can, and you get your assistant to contact me quickly. As for the transfer of ownership and such, I don’t understand any of that, you handle it,” Lilac Serval still acted like the Bandit King.

“Fine.”

“Hmm, I’m in a good mood today. Actually, if you want to make me happy, it’s very simple, just give me houses, jewelry, cars, and I’ll be very happy, extremely happy.”

“What if I were penniless, would you not even bother to speak a word to me?”

“Why would I even talk to you if you had no money? That would be a joke,” Lilac Serval laughed, “You’ve seen it yourself, I’m quite worldly, only interested in money and men.”

“Alright then, I have enough money to make you happy.”

Even though he knew she was fooling his emotions, he seemed to relish it.

He thought, he might be muddled.

If one day he were broke, and she stopped seeing him, perhaps he wouldn’t regret it.

“Brother Mcintosh, you’ve successfully cheered me up, I’m really in a good mood right now, and I do truly like that house of yours,” Lilac Serval’s tone was full of pleasure, and her eyes gleamed with mirth, “although 450,000 is a bit pricey, if I buy the house, I’ll be broke.”

“…”

Charles Mcintosh felt this little woman really knew how to take an inch and ask for a mile.

“Brother Mcintosh, it must be night over there, right? How’s Landon lately? I haven’t kept up with what’s happening in Landon,” Lilac Serval, in a good mood, asked a couple more questions.

“You just take care of Lonton’s business.”

“Fine, I only talked to you a bit more because I was in a good mood, you don’t want to talk, I won’t waste words on you.”

“It’s getting cold, remember to keep warm, don’t be like Little Chale Cheney.”

“I know,” Lilac Serval said indifferently, “but since you brought up Chale Cheney, there’s something I don’t know whether to ask you.”

“Ask whatever you want.”

“A child doesn’t simply pop out of a crack in a rock; Chale Cheney looks a lot like Mr. Cheney, no doubt he’s Mr. Cheney’s son. Since there’s a father, there must be a mother. Tell me, who is Little Chale Cheney’s mother?”

Lilac Serval asked bluntly.

She never liked beating around the bush or being deceived by others.