Mansion and Fate

With Ke Chen's years of experience, it was not hard to tell that Elektra, the beautiful and wealthy woman before him, was interested in him.

It could not be helped. It was simply too dangerous for a boy to be out there.

Women were watching him all the time.

Especially when Elektra boldly brushed a finger across his palm.

But Ke Chen remained unmoved. He did not know whether the woman before him had anything special about her.

If she was merely rich, how was she any different from those women at parties who constantly flaunted themselves?

Ke Chen had rather high standards.

Thus, although the two had chatted pleasantly for six hours and Elektra had even directly invited Ke Chen to dinner, he turned her down without hesitation.

They merely exchanged business cards before Ke Chen left with effortless flair.

Elektra watched his retreating figure and smiled faintly.

After finally taking the initiative for once, she had actually been rejected.

Still, Ke Chen was undeniably handsome.

He found his Dodge Challenger, which he had not driven in quite some time.

Ke Chen had decided to settle down in New York this time, so he needed a place to live.

But it was already getting dark, so he planned to find a hotel and rest for the night first.

The next day, Ke Chen woke up in the large bed of a luxury hotel. He had not gone out partying the night before, mainly because he no longer found it interesting.

Having been a party animal for a while had already made him sick of those places.

The main problem was that he could not find any prey. What was the point of going otherwise?

Thinking about it now, the special prey he had been hoping for would not go to parties either...

So Ke Chen had quit.

He was afraid that one day, because the difficulty was too high, he would lower his standards. That would have been a sin.

Though he was a player, not just any woman could be one of his fish.

After checking out, Ke Chen drove to a real estate agency to buy a house.

He had always held a certain obsession and sentimentality toward houses.

Ke Chen liked buying houses and living in his own home. It had been the same back in Ohio. He did not like renting like people in the United States.

It looked carefree and free, but only the person living it knew the suffering involved.

Besides, what truly rich person fucking rented a place to live?

There was only one reason someone could not afford a house: not freedom, but poverty!

Knowing that he was wealthy, the agent directly took him to Long Island, east of Fifth Avenue and west of Lexington Avenue, known as New York's "Gold Coast."

Without question, everyone living here was truly wealthy.

There were countless mansions here. Led by the agent, Ke Chen arrived at Great Neck, one of Long Island's affluent neighborhoods.

Great Neck was a peninsula surrounded by the sea on three sides. Manhattan could be seen in the distance to the west, while Washington Harbor lay across the water to the east.

Great Neck on Long Island was the first district one entered upon passing from Manhattan and Queens into Long Island, and its location was excellent.

The agent showed Ke Chen a detached villa. The previous owner had long since finished decorating it and wanted to sell for personal reasons, so Ke Chen could move in with nothing more than his luggage.

"This villa has six bedrooms and five bathrooms, and it costs just over two million dollars!"

The agent launched into an enthusiastic introduction.

The villa had a minimalist style and looked grand yet comfortable.

There were neighbors nearby, but still some distance away, preserving both privacy and a sense of mystery.

Clearly, everyone living here was rich.

The detached villa came with its own swimming pool, tennis court, and even a yacht dock.

Together with the lush green lawn outside, which had been kept immaculate, it left Ke Chen quite satisfied.

It was far better than the house he had previously owned in Ohio.

Such a large lawn would definitely require someone to maintain it.

Countless classic scenes flashed through Ke Chen's mind at that moment...

"Alright, I'll take it."

Ke Chen interrupted the agent, who was still talking.

Overjoyed, the agent immediately took Ke Chen to make the payment. After that, he could move in directly.

New York truly was a paradise for the rich. It seemed there was nothing money could not accomplish.

Before long, all the formalities had been completed with Ke Chen's dollars.

He drove his Dodge Challenger straight inside.

The underground garage was also enormous. Parking several cars there would not have been a problem at all.

There was a staircase in the garage that led directly to the first floor, and from there, a spiral staircase led to the second floor.

There were two living rooms on the first floor, both incredibly spacious, with white sofas arranged inside, along with calligraphy paintings and a fireplace.

Besides that, there was the dining room, kitchen, and bathroom.

The bedrooms were all on the second floor.

The dining room had a classic long table that could accommodate several people dining together, while the kitchen was also very spacious.

Ke Chen was naturally extremely satisfied and directly tossed his belongings into the master bedroom.

The enormous house felt somewhat empty.

After all, aside from the master bedroom, there were several more rooms.

Generally speaking, wealthy people with taste hired several maids.

One maid from every country, paired with maid outfits, and every morning they would sweetly call him master.

That feeling... tsk tsk, it would definitely have been wonderful.

Unfortunately, Ke Chen only thought about it and did not put it into action.

He was not used to having anyone other than family in his home. Security guards, maids, and the like all made him uncomfortable.

With his current strength, what kind of person could even protect him?

As for maids, merely thinking about outsiders in his house made him feel awkward.

Unless they were people very close to him, he would not consider them his own, and he would feel uncomfortable around them.

Soon, night fell.

Ke Chen felt a little hungry. He did not intend to cook for himself and instead wanted to eat out.

When he was alone, he usually made do with something simple or went out to eat.

As a result, his cooking skills were starting to get rusty.

The Gold Coast was far from the city center, but fortunately, he could drive.

As his car slowly exited the affluent neighborhood, he saw a red sports car pull up behind him.

Once it matched his speed, the other driver rolled down the window.

Ke Chen turned to look and saw that the driver was actually Elektra!

"So you live here too!"

Elektra shouted loudly.

Ke Chen was a little surprised, though not taken aback.

He had long seen that Elektra was a rich second-generation heir. Running into her in an affluent neighborhood was perfectly normal.

In New York, there were only three famous affluent districts. The Gold Coast was undoubtedly the most famous, and everyone living here was genuinely wealthy.

Even Tony Stark, who worked so hard to earn money for Ke Chen, was rumored to own a house here.

All he could say was that owning Stark Industries stock was truly awesome.

"Dinner together?"

Out of respect for fate, Ke Chen invited Elektra to join him.

Elektra agreed decisively and shouted, "I know a great place."

"Come catch me. If you catch me, hehehe..."

Wasn't that backward?

Ke Chen mocked her inwardly, but he stepped on the gas anyway, and the muscle car roared as it gave chase.

Elektra really did seem fated to meet him.

Among the vast sea of people, he had met so many women that he was nearly face-blind, especially beautiful women at parties.

Yet he had run into Elektra twice in such a short time. It truly was fate.