Chapter 212 Wait Until I Marry the Owner of Villa No. 1.
Inside Villa No. 1.
Ryder first took Laura and Rex to a room in the villa, then had someone bring fruits and drinks and instructed them to rest for a while.
After that, Ryder followed George to check the setup of the villa's event venue.
Everything was proceeding in a smooth and orderly fashion.
‘Sarah ‘s probably still with Casey. I hope she hasn’t discovered the surprise,’ Ryder thought to himself.
Curious, George asked, "Who were those two, Mr. Clark?"
Ryder replied, "They are relatives I highly respect."
George nodded and sighed softly. "That young man is extraordinary."
"What do you mean?" Ryder asked with interest.
George said seriously, "I can sense a dangerous aura from him. To put it plainly, he must be very skilled at fighting, like a wild beast."
"Oh?" Ryder became intrigued.
George had established himself in Houston for many years.
When it came to fighting, he would have no problem dealing with four or five ordinary adult men.
So he curiously asked, "How do you match up compared to Rex?"
George answered straightforwardly. "In a normal fight, we should be about the same because he doesn't seem like someone who fights often. But if it came to a fight to the death, even if there were two of me, I wouldn't stand a chance."
Ryder's pupils slightly contracted.
Rex must truly be extraordinary to earn such an evaluation from George.
Ryder thought about Matthew's provocation at the entrance of the neighborhood. If Laura hadn't stopped him in time, Rex would probably have beaten Matthew up.
On the other hand, at Villa 68 in Platan Heights.
This was the villa the Johnson family had bought at a sky-high price at auction.
At this moment, in the courtyard of the villa, many guests had begun their tour of the villa, led by the Johnson family and others.
During the tour, they couldn't help but marvel and admire the luxuriousness of the villa.
"Look. I've seen this marble at Mr. Smith's house before. Just one piece costs over ten thousand."
"Have you seen the chandelier in the living room? It was imported from Germany. It must cost over two hundred thousand."
"What's this? Have you guys seen the swimming pool in the backyard? It's over a thousand square feet, and the water is so refreshing. It's truly enviable."
"This is definitely a luxurious neighborhood in Houston, the epitome of high-end living. We had the privilege of getting close to the Johnson family today. We can dream of moving into Platan Heights once we become successful in the future."
The discussions of the crowd pleased Grandma Johnson immensely.
She turned to Andy beside her and whispered, "How did your father and your uncle do with collecting the entrance fees?"
Andy excitedly replied, "My dad just sent a message saying they’ve already collected over 4 million dollars. And there are still people waiting in line. The big families we have close relationships with will arrive later, too. Their entrance fees will surely be significant."
Grandma Johnson nodded, "Good. The banquet doesn't start until 8 p.m., and it's only a little past 3 p.m. We should prepare some food for the guests, treat them well, and avoid giving them any opportunity to gossip. Of course... we still need to consider the costs. After all, we've invested all our money into the banquet."
Andy replied with a smile, "Don't worry, Grandma. I've already sent someone to distribute free bread, sausages, and mineral water in the backyard of the mansion. If anyone gets hungry, they can just help themselves. It won't cost much."
Grandma Johnson proudly hummed and patted Andy on the shoulder, "You’re truly a good grandson. You're becoming more and more successful."
Meanwhile, in the backyard of the mansion, Dominic’s family was crouching under a tree, eating bread.
"Damn it. If we knew the Johnson family was so stingy, we should have come later. We could have eaten at the restaurant across from my sister's house without spending our own money," complained Dominic.
Ruth Reed rolled her eyes. "Exactly. This lousy bread is good enough for us. After all, we’ll move into the city soon. If our family becomes successful in the future, we definitely won't pinch every penny like they do."
On the other hand, Marlon heard that the food was free as soon as he arrived in the backyard.
He had already eaten five sandwiches and drunk three bottles of mineral water, and he still wanted more.
Not far away, Karen stood next to the artificial hill in the swimming pool, making Ernest take many photos of her using her phone.
Then she selected a few and posted them on her social media with the caption, "Platan Heights, the Johnson family's mansion, I am proud to be the eldest daughter-in-law of the Johnson family."
Of course, before posting it, she blocked all the Johnson family members from seeing her posts to stop them from seeing and gossiping about it.
In no time, her friends on social media began commenting with envy.
Karen felt her frustration dissipate. Turning her head to look at the mansion, she couldn't help but exclaim, "I wonder when I’ll be able to have a mansion like this. If I owned this mansion, I could do anything..."
Karen's expression became uncertain once again as she thought about her phone call with Sarah that morning.
Suddenly, she thought of something and gritted her teeth, saying, "Sarah. It's not that easy for you to sever our relationship. I raised you with my blood and sweat for many years, so it's only right for you to repay me. You have a big company. I refuse to believe that you can't come up with money."
In a room on the second floor of the mansion, Abigail was surrounded by four or five women who were her good friends.
Those girls were heavily made up and dressed provocatively. They were the kind of girls who had tattoos and smoked.
Abigail put her hands on her waist and pointed at the large bedroom with an area of over five hundred square feet, saying, "Do you see? This bedroom will be mine in the future. The walk-in closet next to it will also be mine. Everything will be imported by then."
The young ladies looked at the grand and luxurious bedroom, their eyes shining, expressing their envy. They couldn't stop murmuring.
At this moment, one of the girls asked, "Abigail. I just looked around, and I saw that there were many bedrooms in this mansion. Which room does your cousin Sarah live in?"
Abigail snorted, "How can that little bitch live in the same mansion as us? Even a doghouse outside the mansion would be too good for her."
The girls burst into laughter:
"Hahaha. I heard that the woman has a husband named Ryder. He can buy her a house."
"That's hilarious. A man who can't even support himself can't afford a single brick of a Platan Height mansion, let alone the entire mansion."
"The bitch is with a bastard, they’ll bring disaster to each other."
At this moment, another girl furrowed her brows in confusion and said, "Hmm... I just saw a man at the entrance of the mansion. He was accompanied by an old lady and a man from the countryside. They entered the community with a key card. They were arguing with your uncle and your dad at the gate. It seems he was Ryder..."
Abigail waved her hand, "Impossible. That country bumpkin would tremble from just seeing the front gate of the Platan Height mansion. There's no way he could have entered. By the way, when I marry the owner of Villa No. 1 in the future, I’ll take you all to visit Villa No. 1. I’ll ask him to buy each of you a mansion in Platan Height, and we can spend money together every day."
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