My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 488
Even the smallest house in Grandview Heights was over 200 square meters.
The community had big spaces between houses and top–notch facilities, and property management was top notch in the
country. It’s one of the best neighbourhoods in J City.
With the money Celeste had, buying a house in Grandview Heights was like daydreaming.
For Steven’s suggestion, she thought, it would be best not to mention it again next time.
Celeste didn’t respond, and Steven continued, “I know the owner of Grandview Heights. He still has some houses for sale. If
you’re interested. I can help you ask for a discount.”
Celeste replied, “Grandview Heights is nice, but I can’t afford it so I won’t consider it for now.”
Steven paused momentarily as if suspecting that Celeste was joking about being unable to afford it.
With Liam’s wealth, after the divorce, he would at least give Celeste a lot of money, and buying such a luxury house would be a
piece of cake.
Celeste explained, “I didn’t ask for any property when I divorced, so my budget is limited. At least for now, I can’t afford
Grandview Heights.”
Steven frowned and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
He asked in a deep voice, “Liam didn’t give you any money?”
Celeste casually said, “Actually, I didn’t put any money in when we got married, either,”
Steven didn’t continue talking, but Celeste could feel his mood was somewhat down.
Although she didn’t know why, she still kept silent cautiously.
After a while, Steven finally suppressed his emotions and whispered, “Tomorrow night, please discuss the cooperation with Ms
Campbell.”
Celeste’s expression softened, and she said gently, “Thank you for your hard work.”

“Does Ms Campbell have any particular preferences or dislikes? Like favourite dishes or flavours, let me know beforehand, and I
can arrange the
menu.”
“I don’t have any special preferences, and I’m generally okay with everything. But I’m allergic to peanut butter. Everything else is
fine.”
Peanut butter allergy Steven tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He was also allergic to peanut butter
He asked softly. “Do you like mangoes?”
Celeste smiled and answered, “I love them very much.”
Steven smiled, his eyes showing a hint of affection, “That’s good.”
Celeste said, “Stop a bit ahead. I want to buy something.”
Steven stopped the car, and Celeste went into a restaurant.
About ten minutes later, Celeste came out with packed meal boxes.
She put one of the meals in the back seat and said, “This place has delicious food. I got a meal for Mr Garcia, too. Give it a try.”
Steven laughed, “Thank you.”
Not far away, in a Bentley car, Nicolas violently took off his sunglasses.
He witnessed Celeste carrying several meals, getting into a Maybach.
He thought guiltily: What a coincidence!
Holy moly! Really? Did his words have foresight? Celeste just got divorced, and she’s already in a new relationship?
And why does this car look so familiar?
He took a picture of the license plate and sent it to Mason, “Mason. Whose car is this?”

Mason was at the law firm helping a colleague communicate with a client. He saw the WhatsApp notification, looked, and didn’t
reply.
Without seeing Mason’s reply, Nicolas saw the car opposite him start, and without caring about his own business, he chased
after it