Tate was taken aback. Listings in this building...
There were actually some available. There were vacant apartments on the 11th, 19th, and 21st floors.
But...
Remembering what happened in the group chat yesterday, Tate sneered to himself.
Nowadays, everyone has a special kind of dislike for people who deliberately stir up trouble and backstab others, and Tate was no exception.
So, Tate put on a slightly troubled smile and replied, "I’m sorry, Miss Kane, but there’s nothing available in this building at the moment. However, there are vacancies in Building 5 next door. Shall I arrange a place for you there?"
Hearing this, Zella Kane struggled internally for a moment before finally nodding in resignation.
She turned around, shot a resentful glare at the door to 1606, then dejectedly went back to pack her bags.
Watching Zella Kane’s retreating figure, Tate silently took out his phone and sent a message to Melody Summers:
[Miss Summers, it’s all taken care of. The residents of 1604 are packing their bags now. They asked me to arrange a new rental for them within the complex, and I’ve put them in Building 5.]
Melody Summers replied to Tate’s message quickly, also sending him a large red envelope containing 10,000 yuan.
[Okay, got it. Thank you for helping me solve this huge problem. The money is for your trouble. I really appreciate you coming all the way over in the snow to handle this. Please accept it, and don’t even think about refusing.]
[I might need your help with other things in the future. If you don’t accept the money, I’ll feel too embarrassed to ask you for help again, so you have to take it. While you can still get around, you should go buy some food to stock up at home!]
Seeing Melody Summers’s insistence, Tate didn’t refuse again and happily accepted the red envelope.
He decided he would go exchange the money for rice and cooking oil to take home, so he and his family could get through the harsh winter.
******
Melody Summers stood by the door, only relaxing after she saw Zella Kane and her family leaving with their luggage through the peephole.
Dealing with the Kanes didn’t require much effort or energy spent on arguing. Simply having them move out solved 99% of the problem.
As long as they weren’t living next door, the Kanes would know they couldn’t take advantage of the Summers family, and they would naturally turn their attention elsewhere.
Melody Summers clapped her hands together, returned to the living room, and told her family the news that the Kanes had moved out.
When Grace Sutton heard the news, her face lit up with a smile. "I can’t believe they moved out so quickly! Good riddance! Ugh, just the thought of that family living next to us made my skin crawl!"
Grace Sutton was practically developing PTSD from her sisters-in-law. She felt that the wives Caleb Summers married were each more outrageous than the last. It was one thing for the previous one, Mindy Walsh, to look down on her, but for these Kanes to be backstabbers... they were just getting more and more terrifying!
Now that they were gone, she could finally relax.
Grandma also breathed a sigh of relief. "Good, good. As long as they were willing to move, that’s what matters. At least now we don’t have to worry about them dropping by all the time..."
Miss Lowell nodded as well, saying, "The snow outside is piled up pretty high. Since they left today, it’ll be hard for them to find their way back here in the future. We can rest easy now."
With the Kane family no longer lurking nearby, the atmosphere in the Summers household lightened considerably. The family was in the living room discussing what to have for lunch when the doorbell rang again.
Grace Sutton looked toward the door, her expression uneasy. "Who could that be at a time like this... Don’t tell me Caleb found out his mother-in-law was kicked out and now he’s here to cause trouble..."
Grandma’s face changed drastically at her words. She shot up from her chair, her expression grim. "If that second son of mine really dares to come looking for trouble, I’ll go out there and beat him to death myself! It’s all my fault for giving birth to such a muddle-headed fool!"
As she spoke, she started walking toward the door.
Seeing this, the other three in the living room quickly got up to stop her.
Grace Sutton held onto Grandma, soothingly patting her back. "Mom, calm down," she urged. "Don’t work yourself up and make yourself sick."
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