The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 95

Watching him knitted his brows, Roxanne asked tentatively, "Don't you have time tomorrow? It's the weekend."

Harrison, being a master at spinning tales, started to make up an excuse again, "I have to work overtime at the company tomorrow."

"That's fine, work comes first," Roxanne understood. "You go do your job. The house isn't going anywhere, and we can check it when you have some free time. Then we can pick another day to move in, alright?"

"I'll definitely make time on the day we move," Harrison responded.

The next day, Harrison wore the two-hundred-dollar-plus suit Roxanne had customized for him, and had a meeting with the city's top executive. Before the meeting, Alexander scoffed at him, "Harrison, you're not exactly a nobody. Don't you feel it hurts your dignity to wear these cheap suits your wife got for you every day?"

"This suit is worth over two hundred dollars," Harrison replied coldly. "I do not feel it hurts my dignity to wear it."

"Right, anything bought by your wife is the best. I can see you won't get tired of wearing it no matter what," Alexander answered.

"Is everything ready?" Harrison asked.

"Don't worry, the bodyguards will protect you at all times," Alexander assured.

That day, Roxanne was set out to inspect the new house. She was in high spirits. The sky seemed bluer than ever, and the sunlight was particularly bright. Maybe because she was in a good mood, everything seemed beautiful.

Roxanne, accompanied by Chloe, went to inspect the new house. As they were about to cut the ribbon, Chloe pulled Roxanne aside, "Anne, I heard that the president of the Rodriguez Group is here for the ribbon-cutting. Do you want to go take a peek? Maybe he's a handsome and charming man?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Roxanne said dismissively. "How can such important presidents be good-looking. Don't look at them being so rich, but they are so busy everyday that they are either bald, fat, or wearing glasses. Have you seen any important presidents in this country that are good looking?"

While they were walking, Chloe kept talking, "He's only 32. It can't be that bad. Anne, without this president of Rodriguez Group, your house wouldn't be completed by now. Don't you want to meet this person who did you such a big favor?"

"What's there to see? Harrison is handsome enough. I don't need to go checking out other men," Roxanne replied.

Harrison was cutting the ribbon on the red carpet. He looked dashing, his presence overshadowing everyone else at the event. Despite all the media taking photos, Alexander had made arrangements for Harrison's pictures not to be published in public media. That was the agreement the Rodriguez Group had with the media over the years.

The bodyguards were on high alert at all times. The bald leader of the bodyguards was giving instructions through his walkie-talkie. "All of you, keep your eyes peeled. If you see Ms. Martinez, report to me immediately. We absolutely cannot let Ms. Martinez bump into Mr. Harrison during the ribbon-cutting."

Every bodyguard knew what Roxanne looked like. But Roxanne had no idea that she was, at that moment, the wife of a rich man. When she and Chloe passed by the crowded ribbon-cutting ceremony, the bodyguards spotted her. They all started sweating bullets.

They were worried she would join the crowd and see Mr. Harrison like everyone else.

But Roxanne had no interest in the ribbon-cutting ceremony. All she cared about at the moment was her new house. She was eager to see what the brand new house that the developer had renovated for her looked like.

Chloe nudged her arm lightly, "Anne, look, that bald guy is Mr. Alexander's bodyguard. What is he doing here?"

Roxanne took a glance. Indeed, it was Alexander's bald bodyguard.

"Could it be that Mr. Alexander is the president of Rodriguez Group?" Chloe asked.

"He might have something to do with the Rodriguez Group. Let's go, I don't want to be a rubbernecker anymore. I'm more interested in my new house," Roxanne replied.

She was very anxious. This was her first house in her life. From now on, she wouldn't need to pay rent and could finally have a home of her own. She no longer needed to worry about landlords not renting to her or having to find a new place if the building got demolished.

What kind of generous developer was this? Not only did they give expensive kitchen appliances worth tens of thousands, but they also threw in slippers in the shoe cabinet. How considerate could they be?

Just then, Harrison showed up at the door.

"Huh?" Roxanne looked over, "Harrison, what are you doing here? Didn't you say you had to work overtime?"

Harrison walked in, "I was rushing to the office when they notified us that we do not have to work overtime."

"How did you know our new apartment was on this floor of the building?"

Harrison lied: "I saw you guys downstairs but couldn't catch up. Then I saw you stop on the 11th floor, so after I answered a phone call, I came up. This is the only luxury apartment on this floor and the door was open."

Chloe said, "Harrison, your place is ridiculously fancy. The developer sure is a big spender. You should check out your new place."

Harrison pretended to look around. Then he returned to the living room and asked Roxanne, "Do you like the decor and furniture?"

"I do like it, but didn't Chloe say that the kitchen set costs tens of thousands?"

Chloe made a mistake. That kitchen set costs more than just tens of thousands; it was actually hundreds of thousands. Harrison, who chose it himself, went over, pretended to take a look and then nodded, "Yeah, it seems like it should be worth tens of thousands."

Roxanne exclaimed, "Isn't the developer being a bit too generous? Even if they're offering luxury decoration, they don't have to spend money like water. With all this investment, wouldn't they be running at a loss?"

Once again accused of being too generous, Harrison's expression suddenly turned sour.