397. Grateful For His Intelligence

Martin looked at Grace, then smiled and said, “I don’t plan on going back at the moment.”

Grace’s eyelid twitched and she looked away, feeling uncomfortable.

“I have not been here for long time. I lack understanding of this area, so I need to ask you for help,” Martin said. “Can you inquire if there are any suitable houses in the neighborhood where Grace lives? It doesn’t matter if it’s big or small, the most important thing is for it to be near to her place. The nearer the better. Next door or the floor above or below. If not those, then somewhere in the same building is also fine, just get the nearest one possible.”

Ernest clicked and said, “Old man, you’re already at that age, but you’re still so scheming. Alright, I understand. That apartment is Valenski’s, one of George’s friend is in charge of it. I’ll contact him to see if there’s anything suitable.&rdquo