"Mr. Geller, you wouldn't mind if I finish my work first, would you?" she asked, her smile sharp and devoid of any warmth. Mr. Geller's smile faltered, his teeth tightly clenched as he replied, "How could I refuse our Junior Mrs. Bernard?"
With a sly grin, Amaya turned to Daniel. "Hand me the paper," she commanded. He reached into his bag, pulling out a document and passing it to her. She then approached Zeya's mom, her expression innocent. "Aunty, I'm interested in purchasing the land and house registered under your name in Dilute City. Name your price; I'm ready to meet it."
"What?!?!" The room erupted in shock, eyes widening in disbelief. "Wait! Young lady, which property are you referring to?!?" Mr. Geller shouted, stepping closer to Amaya, his expression a mix of anger and confusion. Daniel instinctively moved in front of her, his gaze fierce as he faced Mr. Geller.
