Reborn Rich: Prices Dropped, My Savings Didn't novel Chapter 144

Chapter 144: Chapter 142: He Must Be Fine

It was nearly 1:00 PM by the time she left the Property Transaction Center after completing all the paperwork. The final title deed wouldn’t be ready for at least a week, but the center had issued Cecilia Sterling a temporary proof of ownership.

In other words, from the moment she paid and signed, the ownership of Genesis Fashion Park in the Sunstone District of Lorcain was hers!

To be honest, Cecilia Sterling felt a bit dazed as she held the temporary proof of ownership, staring at the seals and signatures on it.

She hadn’t felt this way when she bought her house, but now she owned a massive plot of land in Lorcain.

How massive?

Nearly three hundred mu—an area roughly the size of twenty-eight football fields!

It felt completely surreal, and a rare sense of bewilderment washed over her.

She didn’t know the first thing about real estate, nor was she any good at business.

In her past life, the Lane Group had paved the way by tearing down and rebuilding this industrial park. She knew she could replicate their success simply by following their old playbook.

But if it were really that easy, she wouldn’t be feeling so lost.

A project this massive was impossible to complete on her own, even with her immense wealth. She knew nothing about any of the professional fields involved.

So, Cecilia Sterling knew she couldn’t follow the path the Lane Group had taken. At least, not for now.

Still, she hadn’t bought the land on impulse. ’Since I’ve come this far,’ she thought, ’as long as the land is mine, I’ll figure it out. I’m sure I’ll find the best use for it eventually.’

She took a taxi straight back to the university, and as luck would have it, ran into John Lawson the moment she stepped out of the car.

He had just parked his electric scooter and was lifting a black plastic bag from its basket, about to head onto campus without looking up.

Seeing this, Cecilia quickly called out to him, "Director Lawson!"

John Lawson turned, looking puzzled at the sound of his name. When he saw it was Cecilia, he broke into a wide grin. "Cecilia! Funny, I was just about to send you a message."

As he spoke, he walked over and handed the black plastic bag to Cecilia. "This is for you. I’m telling you, those trees they planted behind your dorm building attract a ton of mosquitos. Some botany students in your building already reported it to the administration. They’ll probably send someone to pull those trees out and plant something else in a few days."

Cecilia reflexively took the bag from Director Lawson and asked, puzzled, "Then what’s this?"

Director Lawson said, "It’s a mosquito net and some insect-repellent incense sticks. The incense works wonders. At night, just light one and place it by the balcony window before you sleep. I guarantee you won’t get a single mosquito. It’s what I’ve always used."

Hearing Director Lawson’s tone, she realized he had clearly gone out of his way to prepare these things just for her.

"Thank you, Director Lawson. But please, don’t go to all this trouble for me in the future. You went out to the market just to buy this net, didn’t you?" Cecilia was touched, but also a little embarrassed.

She knew Director Lawson was very concerned and caring toward her, but she was perfectly capable of managing her own daily life and didn’t want to trouble him so much.

John Lawson waved a dismissive hand. "Go to the market? Nah, I ordered it online. I was buying a mosquito net for my little girl anyway, which reminded me. You must have mosquitoes in your dorm, right?"

Cecilia nodded, not denying it. Every night, Blair would "practice her martial arts" with the electric mosquito zapper. ZAP! CRACKLE!

"Well, there you go. It didn’t cost much, so don’t give it a second thought," John Lawson said with a smile, turning to leave.

But as he turned, a searing pain suddenly shot through him. In an instant, his forehead was beaded with cold sweat, and all the color drained from his face.

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