While My Husband Cheated I Married His Powerful Brother novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160: Chapter 160 The Enemy Next Door

The whole interior of the shop went completely quiet.

Veyra’s soft, steady voice had just echoed off the bare concrete walls. Will you rent it for forty-five thousand?

Xander stood frozen, staring at her with his mouth slightly open and his dark eyes wide in pure shock.

Beside Veyra, Mia’s jaw had dropped entirely, staring at her friend as if she had suddenly grown a second head.

Behind them, Leon’s dark eyebrows rose just a tiny fraction, a rare, silent sign that he was genuinely impressed by her sharp nerve.

Xander’s two burly henchmen exchanged stunned glances. In all their years on the street, they had never seen a single soul attempt to negotiate down a price with their boss like this. Nobody ever talked to Xander Hale as an equal, let alone demanded a price cut.

Xander finally found his voice, shaking his head in disbelief. "Forty-five thousand?"

"Yes," Veyra said calmly.

"That is a massive twenty-five thousand dollar discount every single month."

"I am well aware of that."

"That cuts almost a full third off the original asking price."

"I know."

Xander shook his head, a frown touching his brow. "That is simply too low. I cannot agree to that number."

Veyra’s voice remained grounded, smooth, and completely unbothered. "Let me break down the real numbers for you."

She took a small step toward him, raising her right hand and cleanly counting off on her slender fingers.

"The ground floor spans roughly thirty square meters," she explained clearly. "At the local commercial rate of seven hundred dollars per square meter for ground retail, that comes out to exactly twenty-one thousand."

Xander blinked, caught off guard by her instant calculations.

"The second floor spans one hundred square meters," she continued smoothly. "At the upper-level rate of two hundred dollars per square meter, that totals twenty thousand."

She paused for a brief second, looking him straight in the eye.

"Twenty-one thousand plus twenty thousand brings the true market total to forty-one thousand. I am offering you forty-five thousand, which means I am voluntarily paying four thousand dollars over the current average market rate."

Xander’s mouth opened, closed, and then opened again, completely speechless.

She didn’t stop there. "You were attempting to charge me seventy thousand a month. That is twenty-nine thousand dollars above the standard market rate, meaning you were actively trying to overcharge me."

A dark flush of red crept up Xander’s neck and face.

He was a feared man in this district, completely unaccustomed to being called out on his bluff, challenged on his math, or questioned about his property rates.

Yet, she was completely right, and he knew it.

He had deliberately inflated the price tag, fully expecting a fresh business owner to fall for it. He had never anticipated that she would have done her homework on local commercial real estate figures.

He looked down at her, taking in her calm face and steady, unblinking eyes. She wasn’t backing down an inch.

"You actually did your homework on the district market," he noted.

"I always do my research before walking into any meeting," she replied simply.

Xander shook his head with a quiet chuckle. "You are certainly not what I expected."

"And what exactly did you expect?"

"Someone who would take my initial offer without question and thank me for the privilege."

Veyra offered a faint, polite smile. "I am definitely not that kind of person."

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