Chapter 9 Two Poor Children

By the time Dean got up the next morning, Bella was already missing.

He didn't want to cause any more trouble for himself, so he simply forgot about this option and directly followed the address to find where Rebecca Knight's daughter currently lived.

It was on a commercial street, not far from the house for sale, so you could stop by and take a look.

After finding No. 231 Wisteria Street according to the address, Dean walked to the door of this simply decorated shop and glanced at the name of the shop above his head with a subtle expression.

The word inside that he was so familiar with appeared so unexpectedly that Dean's force in pushing the door unconsciously weakened by two points.

Following his movements, the wind chime was awakened by the movement when the door opened, and made a crisp sound.

The boy who was still reading a book suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door.

Dean could clearly see the surprise in his eyes that he had not seen for a long time when he saw him.

"Hello sir, please come in!"

"Are you here to buy a monster cub?"

Looking at the boy who quickly came to his side with an expectant look on his face, Dean shook his head slightly guiltily, breaking the child's fantasy.

"Unfortunately, my name is Dean. I am not here to make a deal, but to inquire about the specific matters regarding the sale of Rebecca Knight's house."

The boy was stunned for a moment.

"Did you make a mistake? We did not register with the Knights..."

"have!"

Just when the brother was confused, a little girl suddenly opened the back door and ran in, raising her hands and saying loudly.

"I registered it!"

"Lucy!"

The boy turned his head and looked at his sister in disbelief.

"Hello, Mr. Dean, I just went to the Knights to inquire about your news, and I rushed back immediately!"

The girl named Lucy ignored her brother and ran directly to Dean, introducing him generously.

"My name is Lucy. I am eight years old. I am the youngest daughter of Rebecca Knight. This is my brother, Ronan. I am ten years old. He is the eldest son of Rebecca Knight."

"The sale notice you see was issued by me. My brother doesn't know about it yet, but don't worry, we will definitely sell the house. As long as you are optimistic about it, we can go through the relevant procedures immediately."

Formalities?

Ronan, who was still in the fog, quickly caught the key words, shook his head in disapproval and said: "Lucy, I am different..."

"elder brother!"

Turning her head to look at Ronan who was trying to hold her back, Lucy interrupted with a look of hatred on her face.

"We haven't been in business for a long time. In the past month, we haven't even sold a single pup! Not even one! If we don't hand over the operating funds, the breeding house will be disqualified from operating! "

"Then sell the breeding house!"

Ronan said decisively.

"I knew you were going to say that!"

Lucy was angry.

She puffed up her cheeks, stepped onto the small stool like an angry puffer fish, and reasoned with him at a height that was at the same level as her brother.

"That was left to us by our grandfather. Rebecca said we must not sell it!"

"Use your brain and think about it! As long as you learn the knowledge left by your grandfather, the breeding house can be run, and we can have a business. If we have a business, we will make money! Here is... the hen that lays the golden eggs! You’d be a fool to sell it!”