His Ex-wife Is An Heiress (Amara and Tobias) novel Chapter 50

Looking at it in person, she realized the picture didn’t do justice. The place was at least a seven bedroom mini duplex with three open seating area, two outdoor swimming pools, a Jacuzzi, a gym, a sauna and a large backyard with a view of the coast.

It was safe to say that for a single person, this was overboard. But clearly not for Amara Crawford.

“This is where you’re staying?”

Amara nodded. Although the place was nothing compared to her family home back at Italy, it was cozy looking and she liked it.

“Lorenzo said it was the cheapest he could get.” Her answer left Melanie looking more speechless.

Cheapest?! This was at least time four of what she could ever dream of affording and they were calling it cheap?

Shaking her head, Melanie grabbed some of the boxes from the back and followed Amara into the house.

It was just as big inside.

Aside from the bedrooms and bathrooms, there was a small hall for entertaining guests, an indoor pool and a balcony overlooking the ocean.

The furniture and furnishing were the most extravagant, from the sofas to the dining and chairs, and even the bed, they all looked expensive and classy.

Befitting for the only daughter of a wealthy family.

“I can’t imagine how much it must have cost to buy all this.” Melanie sighed and put the box in her hands down on the floor.

“Lorenzo didn’t tell me the exact amount, but I’d guess it won’t be much. I did tell him not to spend more than three billion.” Amara responded nonchalantly and headed back outside, Melanie was surprise strikes for a few seconds before she decided to follow behind her.

They continued unloading the boxes, with Amara carrying the lighter ones and Melanie doing the heavy lifting.

When they were done, Melanie’s watch beeped, alerting her that she had business to take care of.

“I should get going.” She announced and Amara nodded. “Drop by with sushi later on?”

“Bluefin tuna.” Amara agreed.

“See ya then,” With a final wave, Melanie left and Amara watched her leave.

When the car disappeared around the corner, Amara finally turned around and faced the empty house.

It was huge and spacious, and the silence was deafening. But it was a good and new type of deafening, the type that screamed ‘New life!’