#Chapter8
A young man was sitting in the back seat of a Mercedes Benz, he kept staring at the entrance of the hotel opposite him when his phone rang, he looked at the phone screen and picked the call /"speak./"
/"Good evening Mr Brown, I just want to let you know that it was our office that she contacted/" a man spoke from the other side.
/"So?/"
/"I showed her the one we have according to her description.../" The man was saying.
Michael interrupted /"did she like it?/"
/"Oh she is in love with it/" the man replied.
A sweet smile curved on Michael's lips /"are you sure?/" He asks in a more gentler tone.
/"One hundred percent./"
/"So, how did you give it to her? The price I mean./"
/"Oh Sir, it was a steal. I could see it on her face when I told her the price, she looked shocked. Perhaps not expecting a house like that to be so affordable./"
/"Hope you didn't make it suspicious?/"
