Chapter 25

I had never known that the girl who was my fated fiancee could be this rich.

Her house, or mansion for detail, was in the luxurious District One, with the outer decoration wasn’t lower than the most beautiful constructions I had seen in New York, Paris or London. Its historical-like beauty hid behind the huge closed gate, which was about three meters high and gave me the feeling of a cage, a beauteous one for the rare, precious birds only. I didn’t know if it was a personal hobby, but in a devil raiser’s opinion, I could tell you this: they shouldn’t have made the gate too high like this one.

According to Phuong Chi’s guide, I came to the right location in just ten minutes. Then I stood in front of the mansion, being invisible before the workers—who were walking back and forth in the garden with a serious expression on their faces, looking up at the glass windows and asking for Phuong Chi without turning back.

“Is this your house?” My eyes rolled around, glancing at the garden. I once
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