My Waste Husband novel Chapter 927

After Mr. Frazer left the hotel, he drove straight to the Lin's mansion without a moment of delay.

Mr. Frazer had always kept those land ownership documents in his car.

At the front gate of the Lin's mansion, Mr. Frazer, with the land ownership documents in hand, walked hurriedly in.

"Sir, please stop right there. In the current two days, I cannot allow you to enter if you had not made an appointment." The security guard at the entrance stopped Mr. Frazer.

"Please tell President Lin that I have something important to discuss with her. It's regarding the transferring of the land. My surname is Wu." Mr. Frazer took out his business card and handed it politely to the security guard.

If it had been in the past, Mr. Frazer would definitely have verbally assaulted the security guard and barged in on his own, but the incident that had just taken place had completely scared Mr. Frazer out of his wits.

The security guard glanced at the business card and told him to wait for a moment. Then he pulled out his walkie-talkie and started reporting to the Lins.

Mr. Frazer remained silent and waited patiently at the front of the Lin's mansion.

About five minutes later, the security guard went over and returned the business card to Mr. Frazer.

"I'm sorry, sir. President Lin said that you didn't make an appointment with her, neither was she informed of any transferring of properties today. Please first make an appointment through Andrew Lee."

Saying that, the security guard stood in front of Mr. Frazer, blocked him from the entrance, obviously showing him that he was not allowed to enter.

Mr. Frazer's face paled in panic. He still remembered what the Silver Visitor had said, this must be done today. If he were to be charged with treason, he would not survive it even if he had nine lives.

"Please, could you make an exception this once? The matter at hand is really urgent." Mr. Frazer grabbed five hundred yuan from his pocket, walked towards the security guard, then proceeded to stuff it into his pockets discreetly.

"Sir!" The security guard yelled and immediately grabbed Mr. Frazer's hand, the five hundred yuan still clenched in them, stopping it right in front of his pockets.

The security guard raised a single brow. "Please respect my job!"