The Silent Wife

Having noticed that Rachel seemed doubtful, the property agent quickly said, "If you think it's expensive, the price is still negotiable. I can bring the price down to two thousand."

At once, she widened her eyes in disbelief at what she just heard.

She hadn't even said anything, and yet the property agent lowered the price by a thousand?

That's ridiculous!

Similarly, Julian sensed that something was off, so he asked straightforwardly, "Are there any problems with this unit?"

"What do you mean by that, sir? There isn't any place that is more suitable within three miles. There are no problems with this unit-it's even new! (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) The price is also very affordable."

"Based on what you said and what we see, the rental of this house is the problem."

When the property agent heard that, his face froze. Looking at Rachel with a questioning face, he asked, "Do you two think that it's too cheap?"

Rachel then nodded honestly.

"This." The property agent scratched the back of his head immediately. "Two thousand isn't so bad..."

At this moment, Rachel looked up the rental of houses within the area on her phone only to find out that the average rental was around fifteen thousand. That made her even more suspicious. Tugging on Julian's sleeve, she shook her head.

Understanding what she meant, he announced, "We want to have a look at other places first. We'll decide again later."

With that, he was prepared to leave with Rachel.

Anxious that they might leave, the property agent called out to them. "Why don't you name a price? You can pay any price and rent it."

That rendered them speechless.

When they were back in the car, Rachel took a look at the other houses and their respective rentals that were sent by the same property agent. It only left a frown on her face.

Was the market price so bad these days or was the property agent just bad at his job? Even for a unit with four rooms and two living rooms, the monthly rental was below three thousand.

'Sorry, I don't think any of the houses you offered suit me.'

She replied to the text message courteously.

In response, the property agent said, 'What kind of houses are you looking for? I have all kinds of variety.'

She didn't reply to him anymore. Looking at the conversation on her phone, she silently sighed.

To be frank, she didn't have much money at the moment. All she could afford was a small house.

Julian could see the content displayed on her phone screen, so he commented, "This property agent is so weird. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) There are all sorts of people these days. It's lucky that I came with you today. Who knows

what his ulterior motive is."

In response, she nodded in agreement before she quickly blocked the property agent with a flick of the finger

"You shouldn't rush when looking for houses. Don't worry, I'll settle this issue for you."

'There's no need, thank you. I can do it on my own!

After thanking him, she continued to scroll through her phone to look for information regarding house rentals online.

She really didn't want to bother him with anything else anymore.

Meanwhile, Justin was reading through documents in his office.

After his assistant, Frankie, got a call, he came over to report tentatively. "Mr. Burton, there were some complications with the agent. He got blocked by Mrs. Burton."

Furrowing his brows, he lamented, "Such a small matter, yet they can't even do it right."

Hearing that, Frankie was breaking out in cold sweat. "It's mainly because the houses you own aren't exactly suitable to be rented out. It's also hard to match the price with the market ratings. This..." Seeing that Justin had a cold, stoic look on, Frankie quickly added, "I'll figure something out."

That seemed to satisfy the man more than the excuses.

Frankie then sighed to himself.

Why is my boss doing this to me? They're already married, and there's nothing wrong with taking care of his own wife. Why can't he just arrange it for her? Why does he have to make it so much more complicated?

"Right, Mr. Burton, Old Mr. Burton called earlier in the afternoon when you were in a meeting."

"Oh," he acknowledged. "What did my grandpa say?"

"Old Mr. Burton is at the summer villa. He has invited you over to have a meal this weekend."

"What else did he say?"

"For y-you to bring Mrs. Burton too."

Hearing that, he furrowed his brows.

At night, Rachel ate dinner with her grandma before she left to head back to the Burton Residence.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

By the time she got home, it was already late and the maids of the Burton Residence had already gone to rest. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) That made her sigh in relief as she quietly headed to her room to get a fresh set of clothes.

When she was organizing her items, she saw something that her mother had left behind-the black cube box.

Recalling what Nancy said, Rachel had a hunch that there must be some secret kept with the box.

As she was scrutinizing the box, the sound of an opening door could be heard coming from next door.

Justin's study room was right beside.

He's home?

As she registered that, she quickly stuffed the box back into the bottom of her wardrobe.

After waiting for some time, things seemed to have quieted down. Nonetheless, she was still a little uneasy as she hesitated to open the door. Once she did, she saw that the light in the kitchen was lit, and a tall silhouette could be seen standing by the door.

It was not her first time seeing him boil water in the middle of the night.

There were maids at home, but Justin wasn't one to always order them around.

"Is stalking part of the task Jefferey gave you?" A cold voice came from the kitchen.

At once, she snapped out of her trance. With one of her hands on the rail, she didn't know whether she should go downstairs or just head back.

"Prepare some tea and send it to the study." After that instruction, he placed the tin of tea leaves that was half-opened back down on the table before heading upstairs using the stairs on the other side. After standing for a while, she walked downstairs to make some tea.

Justin had a habit of drinking Earl Grey tea when he did his work at night. It was the first habit of his that she learned about after getting married. (This novel will be daily updtaed at www.noveljar.com) The scent of the tea leaves emanated in the study room, and it had a hint of milk to it.

"I heard that your grandma's operation has already been done."

She was about to leave after putting down the teacup, but his voice stopped her. Hearing that, she looked up and nodded tentatively.

"Have you thought of how to execute what I told you to do?"

She clenched her fists as her expression turned helpless.

"Jefferey is holding a birthday party at the end of this month. This is the invitation card."

A gray invitation card was slowly pushed in her direction until it was right before her. His long fingers were pressing on the paper with force.

"It will be held at the West Magnolia Wine Brewery. If my guess is right, his safe should be right within the brewery."

Her hand that was holding the invitation card trembled.

How does he know about the Hudson Family so well?

'How do you know that?'

At this moment, he took a glance at her. He didn't answer her, but he said, "On that day, all you have to do is to avoid the guests and go to Jefferey's study room to find the safe."

She was put in a tough spot. 'Even if I find the safe, I don't have the passcode to open it!

"You don't have to worry about that."

Confused, she didn't understand what he meant. All she had to do was find the safe? If she couldn't open it, finding it would be useless. However, she could only say yes for her grandma's sake.

"Take this." Justin handed her a piece of card. "There's no passcode."

She was surprised and couldn't help but look at him with a stupefied look.

Is he helping me?

He didn't bother to wait for her to take it, so he simply tossed it onto the table.

frighten her.

"If Jefferey blackmails you again next time, let me know immediately."

As she bit her lower lip, the feeling of gratitude that she hadn't expressed was instantly washed away.

So that's the reason.