Chapter 82
The doors behind him swung open with a loud bang. But, Alex didn't even have to turn to know who it was. Just the all too familiar scent of a certain rich kid's expensive cologne had already told him that the moron, who had apparently made it his life's mission to be a nuisance had followed him.
"Not so fast!" Julian shouted as he marched toward Alex's side. "I heard the name. Le Sommet Impérial penthouse. It's a nice little spot, isn't it? Well it just so happens that my father was looking for a new pied-à-terre in this district. I'll take it for a million dollars in cold hard cash, right away."
The slightly chubby girl looked absolutely dazed. She clutched a folder to her chest as her eyes darted between the two men and stammered.
"Mr Vance... sir, I'm so sorry, but we already have a buyer in the middle of a consultation, and the listing was technically hi..."
