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    After receiving the location, Katelyn grabbed her keys and headed out.


    At a red light, she took a moment to send Vincent a quick message.


    “Bernie is taking me to see an estate. If it looks good, I’ll buy it.”


    It was just a casual update. After all, Bernie was still under suspicion. Keeping Vincent informed was just a precaution. She also sent him the address, just in case.


    Not long after, she arrived at the estate. But when she spotted the person waiting for her at the entrance, she stopped in her tracks, caughtpletely off guard.


    Katelyn saw Bertrand standing at the entrance.


    She nced at the grand estate behind him and realized this must be Bertrand’s property.


    Upon seeing Katelyn, Bertrand’s expression shifted to one of surprise, his brow furrowing as he asked, “Are you the one interested in purchasing this estate?”


    She nodded affirmatively, “Yes.”


    Bertrand immediately red at her, his voice rising as he shouted, “I refuse to sell it to you. Leave immediately!”


    Bertrand’s negative perception of Katelyn stemmed from the downfall of the Robles family.


    Katelyn met his gaze, her voice dripping with scorn, “I don’t want yours anyway.” With that, she put on her sunsses and began to walk away.


    Just then, Bernie appeared and saw the two of them in conflict. He quickly rushed over to intervene. “Oh my, why all thismotion?” He was concerned, having not expected such a sh between them.


    Bernie tried to diffuse the tension, suggesting, “Let’s not fight. Why don’t we tour the estate first? We’re all friends here.”


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    Bertrand, aware of his financial struggles, knew he needed to sell the estate to settle his debts. Despite his disdain for Katelyn, he restrained his anger, scoffing coldly, “Dressed like that, can you even afford an estate?”


    The estate was valued in the billions. This wasn’t a small figure. Even if Katelyn was Vincent’s girlfriend, it seemed unlikely she would have that much money, right?


    Katelyn sneered, “My financial status is none of your concern.” She had no interest in entertaining this man.


    Bertrand, now even more infuriated, was practically choking on his anger, his agitation palpable.


    Bernie, aware of Bertrand’s recent financial difficulties, exchanged a meaningful look with him.


    Bertrand had no choice but to control his temper. Turning to Bernie, he said firmly, “Bernie, the price for my estate is eight billion, take it or leave it.” His nce toward Katelyn made it clear who the message was intended for.


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