Reborn Fake Heiress Watch the Whole Family Burn novel Chapter 553

Cathy chimed in, "Uncle Gavin, Aunt Lauren, don't you know? Uncle Daniel's family bought a new house. A huge mansion, right in Evergold Heights! They haven't been living a hard life all these years; they're living better than any of us!"

"Pfft! So what if they bought a house? Who can't afford a house these days? Don't make it sound so dramatic. You just can't stand seeing others do well, can you?" Gavin didn't think much of it.

Nick couldn't help but interrupt. "Uncle Gavin, we are jealous, but I think if you saw that house, you'd be jealous too. That place is way bigger than our estate. The old family house is like a shack compared to it. The interior and facilities are all top-tier."

Gavin and Lauren exchanged glances.

"What are you saying? Their house is better than the family estate?"

In their eyes, the Whelan estate was already a magnificent villa.

In Cresden City, it belonged to the upper crust of society.

They hadn't expected the eldest brother's new place to be better than theirs.

"Of course! It's breathtaking! We've all been fooled!"

"I don't believe it. I have to see it for myself!"

"If you don't believe me, forget it!"

***

Downstairs at the Company.

Theresa had been waiting there for a long time.

The weather was hot, and she hadn't even had time for a sip of water.

Over on the side, Logan whistled at her.

"What are you doing? Don't blow my cover! Stay back!" Theresa said with annoyance.

"Stop waiting. That Mr. Jenkins already slipped out the side door ages ago. Waiting here is useless."

"He ran? That slippery old fox!" Theresa gritted her teeth.

Rachel had sent her to collect a debt, but this Mr. Jenkins was no easy target.

He owed their company fifty million. He had paid thirty, but the remaining twenty million had been dragging on forever.

Every time Theresa came, she missed him. He was like a greased eel—impossible to catch.

Logan pointed to a private room further in. "See that? Mr. Jenkins is in there. Tonight, we're taking him down."

"How? Even if we see him, he'll just make excuses. Plus, he has bodyguards."

"Let's go in first. I have a plan."

The two pushed the door open. The room was full of people drinking and singing.

Middle-aged executives with beer bellies were sitting with escorts, getting handsy.

They were having the time of their lives; it was a paradise for them.

Logan and Theresa's arrival startled everyone in the private room.

"Mr. Jenkins, long time no see!" Theresa looked at the fat man sitting in the center.

"You again?" Mr. Jenkins looked impatient.

"Mr. Jenkins, who is this?" someone asked.

"Just a lowly employee from the Ellington Group. She pesters me every day. It's endless!"