Super Detective in the Fictional World

ther 14 hours.”

Luke said, “Someone who wants to quickly sell a house before Christmas must have his own difficulties.”

Selina thought for a moment.

If they weren’t in desperate need of money, who would be in a hurry to sell their house at a price 5% lower than the market price?

It was very likely that Mr.
Peter wouldn’t be able to make it past Christmas unless he sold the house.

After running into a buyer like Luke who didn’t haggle over the price, Mr.
Peter would be crazy if he didn’t make his phone available 24/7 day to seal the deal.

“Come over when you have time and switch out the daily necessities for new ones,” Luke said.
“Also, are your parents and siblings really not coming for Christmas? It’s a rare opportunity to play with snow, right?”

Selina said helplessly, “Dad is too absorbed with the ranch, and mom doesn’t want to throw the head of the family out of the ranch for Christmas.
Now that they finally have their own ranch, they want to spend their first Christmas there.
Who cares about snow? They can go to Alaska to play when they get the chance.
They’ll have so much snow then that they’ll puke.”

Luke was stunned.
“They don’t have to go that far, right? But true, a trip to Alaska isn’t a bad idea.”

Selina said, “Those are my mom’s words, not mine.
I think she’ll come running back after three days.”

Luke smiled.
“It’s indeed fast by plane.”

Thinking for a moment, he said, “Why don’t you go home? We won’t be doing anything for Christmas.”

Luke’s family would be coming to New York for a winter Christmas this year; Selina could also go back and enjoy a family reunion.

She hadn’t been back since last Christmas.

Pondering for a moment, Selina nodded.
“Fine.
It won’t take long by plane anyway.”

This was the first year that the Hayek family had their own ranch.

It had been Mario and Sandra’s lifelong dream to own land in America.

Of course, they wanted her to go back so that the whole family could be together.

As they chatted, Luke glanced northwest.

Damon and Mindy lived only five hundred meters away, so they could be considered neighbors.

In the afternoon, Selina went out with Gold Nugget to buy things for the villa.

Luke was working alone at home.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

It was the unimportant second private line.
As usual, the number was unfamiliar, and it was a fixed line.

He picked up the call.
“This is Luke Coulson.
What can I do for you?”

“Hello, Mr.
Coulson.
I’m Jeffrey Soderberg’s butler.
Mr.
Soderberg is holding a dinner party tonight and has invited you.
I’ll send a car to pick you up at six in the evening.
Please be ready.”

Luke found this absurd.
“Not free, not going.
Bye.” He then hung up.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t polite, but that the other party’s manners were even worse.

Even when the butler was addressing him respectfully, his tone implied that he was doing Luke a favor.

Luke was someone whose every minute was worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Did they really think that he was some rich kid who had nothing better to do but wait every day to attend dinner parties?

Luke curled his lip and casually ordered, “Little Snail, add this number to the automatic reply list.”

“Yes, sir,” Little Snail replied right away.

In New Jersey, Tommy Hoffman, the butler of the Soderberg family, was stunned for a moment, before he dialed the number again.

“Hello, I can’t answer the phone right now.
If there’s anything, please leave a message after the beep.”

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