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    “Great, Brenna. If you ever encounter trouble with the military,e to me. I might be retired, but I still have friends who can pull some strings,” he said.


    Brenna smiled warmly. “Thank you, Emmett.”


    She instructed her bodyguard to get the car ready and quietly reminded Lorna to keep everything they discussed a secret.


    Brenna owned two houses situated in the southeastern corner of Shirie, within a wealthy neighborhood.


    The surroundings were refined and serene, with wide spaces separating one grand home from another, ensuring every resident had their share of privacy.


    As they arrived at the neighborhood, Emmett let out a delighted exmation. “This is incredible! Far better than those cramped houses I’ve seen before. The size alone is several times bigger. Now this is what I’d call a proper mansion. Mine can’t evenpare. Brenna, what’s the price for one of these?”


    Brenna paused for a moment before shaking her head. “I’m not certain about the exact figure, but I’ve heard that a full estate goes for around three billion.”


    “Good heavens, I couldn’t earn that much even if I worked my whole life!”


    The estate stretched across over thirty acres, its pristine gardens andwns weing them, while a garage stood nearby.


    The house rose seven stories high, with five levels above ground and two beneath, every corner adorned in rich, extravagant detail.


    “A house like this must cost a fortune to maintain, probably hundreds of thousands a year, right?” remarked Emmett.


    Brenna replied calmly, “It’s close to two million. But leave it to me, Emmett. You and Shari don’t need to worry about that; just enjoy living here.”


    If Emmett had to shoulder the expenses himself, living there would have been impossible. His pension barely crossed ten thousand a month, enough to cover food and daily needs, but far from sufficient to sustain a mansion of this scale.


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    “That much?” Emmett hadn’t imagined the upkeep of a house like this would be so expensive.


    “It’s really nothing. For me, that’s just spare change,” Brenna said.


    Emmett nodded, quietly thinking that living in such extravagance merely to please his wife was unnecessary. He nned to remind Shariter that appearances weren’t worth so much concern.


    “Emmett, there’s no point in letting the house sit unused. You might as well stay here.” Brenna guided Emmett through each floor of the house.


    Emmett’s thoughts churned with uncertainty. Should he really move in? Did appearances truly hold that much weight? The house he was living in now might be smaller, but it offeredfort and familiarity.


    He didn’t know which one to choose.


    “Brenna, how many properties do you actually own? From what I’ve heard, Ethan has hundreds—probably too many for him even to keep count.”


    Brenna let out a light smile. “Around thirty-seven. Some I bought myself, others were gifts from clients, and a few I acquired during my travels.”


    She wasn’t shocked by Ethan’s massive collection of real estate; since he was considered the richest man alive, it was hardly surprising.


    Emmett felt an immense sense of relief after getting the house. Had it been for himself alone, he would never have made the request.


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