Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)
Chapter 287

Chapter 287 Don't Stay Up Late

Miss Clay was also very hesitant. She knew her father loved showing off.

But this was beyond her limit.

Miss Clay asked, "Can you reduce the price? I can only afford 490000 dollars,"

The sales manager shook his head without hesitation, "The 20 percent discount is the best we could do. We can't go any lower,"

Miss Clay stood up tiredly, and said, "Then let me think about it,"

The sales manager was not as polite as he was at the beginning, and nodded, "Okay, come again after you

decide!"

They walked away and the sales manager's eyes were full of contempt.

Tch, I thought they were rich, I didn't expect them to be poor

Did they think they could buy a plot of land in Greenhill Cemetery that easily?

The Crawford family's tombs were here and so many people wanted to buy their burial plots at Greenhill Cemetery but could not do so. They had more plots of land so, they held an event. You needed special relations to buy the plot of land.

Don't come if you can't afford it, you're wasting my time.

At that moment, a man in a suit and leather shoes walked in. He greeted the man warmly, "Mr. Turner, you're here!"

"Have you made your decision? Our location is not bad... The Crawford family's tomb is here..."

The sales manager took out the photos he took of the Crawford family's tomb. The tomb was Greenhill Cemetery's secret weapon anyway.

"The Crawford family's tombs are all here. Think about it, the Crawford family is so rich and must've known this place had a good omen..."

"The Crawford family is so rich, they must have known we have a good omen and bought their burial plots from here,"

"People usually take a look at the place and decide if they want to buy it. People rarely say that our prices. are expensive. We have a good omen after all..." When he said that, the salesperson glanced at the Clay siblings intentionally.

Miss Clay's younger brother was so embarrassed he wanted to hide. He was too embarrassed after being compared to someone else.

Everyone else made their decisions upon looking at the place, but his sister dared to bargain with the salesperson.

How embarrassing!

When he went out, he scolded his sister. "Can't you just buy it? You already have 50000 dollars, why can't you just borrow 60000 dollars from someone else?"

Miss Clay sneered. "Why would I do that? I'm the one who's paying. If you want to borrow money, go ahead!"

Her brother bit his lips and complained, "I carn 4000 dollars a month, I have no choice as well,"

Miss Clay replied. "Then just buy the 4 square feet plot,"

Her brother looked back as if he could feel others judging him.

He was humiliated and remained silent.

After walking for a while, he suddenly said, "Claire, if you decide to buy the plot with 4 square feet, it'll cost 250000 dollars. Can you lend me the remaining money so I can buy a car? I'm getting married soon and it's hard to get married without a car,"

Miss Clay frowned, "You can buy it with a loan,"

Her younger brother immediately said, "Then I'll need to pay it back!"

Miss Clay was speechless.

Her brother added, "What I meant was the interest on the loan will be high and I need to pay the interest back. I can't let the bank earn money,"

Miss Clay rubbed her brows in annoyance, "We'll see about it. With Dad's current condition, I think he will need chemotherapy and It'll cost more money," After speaking, she strode forward.

Her brother did not get what he wanted, so he followed behind her in disappointment.

When the siblings arrived at Greenhill Cemetery, Miss Clay walked silently and looked around.

The cemetery was magnificent, and the people who came here were either rich or noble.

She did not intend to buy a burial plot here, but her father came back with a flyer one say and hinted to her, "I didn't wanna buy a plot here, but someone handed me this flyer on the way back so I just took it," Miss Clay knew that no one would hand out flyers for buying a plot of land in the cemetery.

Her father wanted to be buried here.

However, her father had cancer and she paid for his hospitalization and chemotherapy.

Two-thirds of her income was spent on her father. She even paid for the downpayment of the house her brother wanted before getting married.

She quarreled with her husband a lot about this and she was exhausted.

She thought that her husband would divorce her if she bought the plot of land here.

She was tired of everything and wanted to cry...

Just then, a child ran over and bumped into her by accident.

Miss Clay quickly grabbed her.

She saw a delicate, adorable, and sweet little girl in a black dress.

"Are you hurt?" Miss Clay asked.

Lilly tilted her head and looked at the lady.

There were dark circles around her eyes and Lilly could sense the lady's bad aura.

Lilly saw that the lady was not possessed but could sense an aura of evil spirits around her. It meant that someone close to her had a ghost stuck to them. And she was vulnerable to getting the ghost transferred to her.

Lilly gestured, "Are you tired from work, Miss? Do you often stay up late?"

Miss Clay was stunned for a moment, she looked at the little girl pinching her fingers and her expression was serious. It was like she was way mature for her age. Miss Clay was amused and said, "Wow, you've guessed it right!".

Miss Clay was not very surprised as the dark circles around her eyes were too obvious and everyone who met her for the first time would ask her about it.

Lilly pinched his fingers again. "Miss, don't stay up too late again, you'll have bad luck and will be an easy target for ghosts,"

The sadness in Miss Clay's heart was swept away. She covered her mouth and smiled, "Alright, thank you, little girl!"

Lilly took out a small notebook and a yellow highlighter from her pet bag. "Can you give me your number, Miss?"

This was the first time a little girl came up to her and asked for her number. She could not help but snort. "Why do you want my number?"

She grabbed her notebook and pen and wrote down her contact information.

Lilly blinked, and she blushed slightly "Because... because I like

you,

Lilly's cheeks became hot and her eyes twinkled because she lied.

Miss Clay thought she was shy and was overjoyed to see this.

Miss,"

She wanted to pinch her cheek but felt it was impolite, so she pinched her hair instead.

"Thank you, I like you too,"

She returned the notebook to Lilly and looked at it. She could only recognize the word, "Clay,"

She wrote down something in her notebook and tore it off, "My name is Lilly and this is my number!"

Miss Clay took the paper and looked at it, she almost laughed as she saw a drawing of a tortoise and a bird with a couple of 1's and O's.

She folded it solemnly and said, "Thank you!"

Before leaving. Lilly said again, "Miss, you should be careful of your surroundings and don't be confused when something happens, make sure you have a clear mind too!" After saying that, she waved her hand and hopped away,

Two men approached from a distance and shouted, "Lilly, where are you?"

Lilly quickly said, "I'm over here!"

Miss Clay stared blankly at Lilly as she walked away, then walked back silently with her head down.

Her brother stood there and his eyes flickered.

They saw that Lilly's family's tombstone was luxurious and majestic. It felt so familiar.

Isn't this the Crawford family's tombstone the sales manager showed us earlier?

Miss Clay's younger brother caught up with her sister and snatched the piece of paper...