Even if she was condemning him, Miguel still did not want her to talk too much to Weston.
So, he simply stood between them and said to Emma, The nanny made you your favorite dish tonight.
Letâs go home early, okay?â
Emmaâs eyes lit up instantly. She let go of Weston and hopped toward Miguel. âOkay!â
âLittle foodie.â
Stella laughed and glanced at her when holding Elias.
Emma was held by Miguel, and they got directly into the car.
Once in the car, Miguel looked to the back and said, âThat man is really persistent.â
She knew that Weston was probably trailing them. She pinched her glabella, her head aching. âI thought he would give upâ¦â
âHow can he give up so easily? He had not been dissuaded after three years. Such a small setback shouldnât defeat him.â
His words were sour, carrying his emotions.
People who started a business in this business complex during this period mostly heard of Weston.
Only then did he truly realize how terrifying this man, Weston, was in Ahn City.
Wherever he went, he could hear undisguised admiration for Weston.
He never seemed to fail in every venture and was named a legendary investor.
Miguel could still pretend to admire Weston in front of those investors.
However, he could not help himself when he was with Stella. He did not want to listen to any good thing about that man anymore.
Stella also heard the hidden meaning in his words and ignored him.
Her mind was a mess, not knowing how to face Miguel.
Seeing her not showing interest, he knew she must have sensed something, so he stopped talking.
Miguel seemed to remember something when they got to the apartment downstairs and saw the property manager come over. He pressed the elevator button while holding Emma and said, âIt seems a new neighbor has moved in upstairs. I heard from the property that that person is so wealthy that he seems to have spent several million on the apartment hereâ¦â
Stella stopped dead in her track. âIs he crazy? The apartment here is only worth a few hundred thousand. What kind of brain-dead is using millions to buy it?â
He shook his head and did not quite understand it as well. âIt was occupied, and he was unwilling to move, so that man spent some money to get it. Anyway, it has nothing to do with us. He can spend his money however he likes.â
The Gracia family was equally wealthy. A few million were nothing to fuss about.
She shook her head. Even though she earned a lot now, she still could not comprehend this kind of reckless spending.
After they entered the elevator, a big palm reached out to the door out of nowhere.
The bony wrist blocked the elevator door, and Stellaâs face stiffened the moment she saw the manâs face- he was Weston.
It was still fine if he only followed them, but he actually followed them into the elevatorâ¦
She said impatiently, âWe wonât let you in even if you follow us. Why bother?â
Weston glanced at her, stood beside her, and said in a faint voice, âI didnât come here to visit you. I live here as well.â
She was startled, but then she recalled what Miguel had said and immediately figured out the situation.
âAre you the idiot who spent millions on the apartment upstairs?â
Hearing what she said about him, Weston frowned slightly. âNot just the one upstairs and several other properties.â
âStill, you are an idiotâ¦â
Not bothering to look at him, she squatted down and said to Elias and Emma, âChildren, you cannot splurge, you hear me? You have to practice good spending habits.â
Weston was speechless.
âYes!â Elias and Emma yelled in unison.
She then patted their heads with satisfaction and led them out.
When the door of the elevator closed, Weston withdrew his eyes.
It was far from enough. Even living upstairs, it did not seem to be enough.