Cupid's Arrow hit me hard! novel Chapter 1266

Chapter 1266

Liberty answered sincerely, “It’s Mr. Lewis’s lot and he said that he was going to charge me a cheaper rate since I am Zachary’s sister–in–law. We settled on eight thousand a month for the rental and if you add the utilities and all that, then it comes down to just shy of ten thousand.”

Mrs. Lewis was relieved to hear that her son had charged Liberty a proper rental–at least he was not giving the shop away as an act of charity.

Considering Liberty’s relationship with Zachary, charging her eight thousand per month for rental was a reasonable and fair price.

“That brat is taking your money? You’re Mr. York’s sister–in–law, he should have the decency to let you use the lot without charging you a rental,” Mrs. Lewis said this intentionally to elicit Liberty’s reaction.

Liberty quickly explained, “At the end of the day, business is business and I don’t think personal relations should play a part in it. I would not dare use the shop lot if he was not going to charge me rent at all.”

“So he took the rental fee willingly when you gave it to him?”

“Yeah, I paid him cash last month. He counted it right in front of me to make sure that everything was in order before leaving. As for this month’s rental, he instructed me to give the rent to his butler.”

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lewis wondered if her concerns were unwarranted.

If the boy did have feelings for Liberty, he probably would not have charged her rental in the first place.

“That child… Well, at least there’s a lot of people coming and going around these parts of town so I’m sure your business can profit even after paying the rent.” She suddenly added, ” Speaking of which, where’s your son?”

“Seren took Sonny to her place.”

Mrs. Lewis hummed.

The mutual affection and support between the Hunts sisters was certainly something to admire.

She weighed a hundred and thirty pounds now.

She just had to stick it out a little longer and she would reach her goal.

“Take it easy, it’s nice to keep a little weight around, you’ll age slower that way.”

Liberty remarked, “Based on my height, a hundred pounds is more or less an ideal weight.”

She had been far too skinny before marriage. Perhaps Mrs. Lewis had a point, especially considering she was in her thirties now, she should be wise to start taking some anti–aging measures.

Mrs. Lewis’s phone suddenly rang. When she reached for the phone in her pocket, a picture slipped out and fluttered to the ground.

Liberty picked it up for her instinctively and noticed the person in the picture. It was a young, charming, and beautiful lady.