Yolanda thought she would not accept the commission if Caitlyn bought a house. She would consider it a boost to her performance.
However, she did not expect Sean to be more insistent than she was and refused to accept the money.
Besides that, real estate companies generally gave a commission of 0.3%, so she would only get more than ten thousand dollars from a sale of five million dollars.
It was nothing compared to how Yolanda had helped Caitlyn.
"Yolanda, stop it. If Brother Sean said no, just go along with it."
Caitlyn whispered, also holding Yolanda.
He had spent five million dollars. The commission was nothing to him.
"Alright! Thank you, Brother Sean!"
Yolanda was happy after hearing this.
The three slowly walked out of the real estate company office amid numerous admiring and awestruck stares.
It was not until Sean and Caitlyn were in the car that they withdrew their gaze.
They wanted to be friends with a young multimillionaire like Sean.
However, Sean did not give them time to ask any questions.
Therefore, many people could only lower their heads gloomily as they abandoned their ideas.
...
Caitlyn felt as if she was drunk.
After walking out of the real estate company and getting into the car, she still felt like she was in a dream.
"Brother, pinch me. Pinch me."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Caitlyn took Sean's hand and put it on her small face.
"Why should I pinch you?"
Sean was dumbfounded for a moment.
"I just feel like I'm dreaming.
"Never mind. I'll do it myself."
Caitlyn solemnly held up two fingers and pinched her cheek before twisting it.
"Hsss! Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
Caitlyn pinched her cheeks red as her eyes welled with tears.
"Haha!"
Sean could not help it, but Caitlyn made him laugh.
"It's not a dream, Brother Sean. It's not a dream.
"I have my own house now. Gosh!"
Caitlyn rubbed her face as she muttered with glazed eyes.
If you had never experienced the pain of homelessness, you would never know how safe having your own home could be.
For Caitlyn, who was orphaned as a child, having a house of her own in Joules Town was like a dream.
From now on, she was no longer homeless no matter what.
No matter what happened out there and no matter how difficult life was, at least she had her own place.
No one would press her to pay the rent, and no landlord could tell her to leave at any time.
The sense of security could never be measured by money.
"Pay me back when you earn money."
Sean solemnly replied as he started the car.
"Sure, I'll pay it back!"
Caitlyn nodded solemnly without joking.
Sean froze before shaking his head and chuckling. Then he stepped on the gas and left the real estate company.
"But, where did you get the money, Brother?
"Were you a soldier or a robber all these years?"
Caitlyn looked at the purchasing contract and could not contain her curiosity.
"What's the matter? Am I not your brother if I didn't have money?"
Sean asked with a smile as one hand grabbed the steering wheel.
"Even if you have no money, you're still my brother.
"As Aunt May said, the orphanage will always provide food for you even if you can't make it in the world.
"Aunt May and I will always be waiting for you!"
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