My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife's Bragging! Chapter 195 – Chapter 195: Chapter 195: The Habit of Avoiding Suspicion

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: The Habit of Avoiding Suspicion

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Suddenly, Yigol Novak wondered if his wife was hinting at something.

They had previously arranged to do something in two days, but several days had passed since then. In the last couple of days, Yigol Novak had been pretty busy, and completely forgot about their arrangement.

Just then, the doorbell sound startled him out of his thoughts, prompting him to open the door.

Yigol came to the front door and saw a beautiful girl standing outside.

However, even though the girl was attractive, she paled in comparison to Suri Drew.

The girl seemed to have a knack for dressing spectacularly. Her outfit greatly enhanced her charm.

“Hello, who are you looking for?” Yigol asked.

Whether the girl was beautiful or not didn't matter to Yigol. He had a fairy living in his own house, which made him immune to any other woman.

No matter how beautiful the girl was, he would at most glance at her once. He would never give her a second look.

“Hello, I live in Villa No.6. My name is Xaviera Lohill,” the girl politely replied.

After appraising Yigol, Xaviera Lohill looked into his eyes.

Upon noting the indifference in Yigol's eyes, which didn't focus on her at all, she was somewhat taken aback.

Xaviera Lohill was a recognized beauty and she was always the center of attention for men wherever she went. Some were somewhat restrained, while others were very overt with their lewd gazes.

However, this man in front of her looked at her like he would any ordinary girl. Naturally, if one took a closer look, it was impossible not to notice Yigol's handsome features.

If Xaviera Lohill was not meeting Yigol here, she would certainly believe that he was just an ordinary man.

This was a luxury villa area, and the man was so composed which made her unable to look down upon him.

After hearing her self-introduction, he subconsciously looked at Villa No.6 which was quite a distance away, with two other villas between their houses.

Although the villa Yigol bought was the top unit, it was Villa No.7, probably because the number nine carries significant meaning.

Rich people usually care about these things, such as 'smooth going' and 'wealth from all directions'.

Yigol Novak was pretty satisfied with the numbering of his villa, Villa No.7, symbolizing 'good fortune'.

Then, Yigol politely replied, “Nice to meet you, my name is Yigol Novak. May I know why you are here?”

Xaviera Lohill lifted the box in her hand and said, “I've been living here for two or three years, but I've never seen anyone live in this villa. Recently, I noticed people coming in and out from time to time. After two days of observation, there didn't seem to be anyone around today. I figured you must have settled in, so I thought I'd come over to make friends.”

Yigol was not a person of great experience and did not understand the various ways rich people interact. However, he didn't think it right to shut the door on someone who had come to visit.

So, Yigol opened the door wide and politely gestured for her to come in, “Please come in. I've just moved in myself and haven't had time to meet the neighbors.”

Xaviera nodded and walked in. As she walked, she curiously asked, “Do you live here alone, Mr. Novak?”

The reason Xaviera asked this was because she had only seen Yigol entering and exiting the house frequently recently. The other people she saw were clearly workers, quite different from a homeowner.

Moreover, those living here were all wealthy, and usually came with a retinue of butlers, maids, or at least a nanny, right?

Also, which homeowner would open the door themselves?

However, Yigol gave off a very different vibe. He was unbelievably calm.

Yigol did not try to guess the meaning behind Xaviera's question, but he cautiously avoided any potential misinterpretations.

“My wife and I live here, if it were just me, I wouldn't have the nerve to invite you in.”

With these words, Yigol managed to dispel any potential misunderstanding, using a joking tone to dissolve the awkwardness.

“It seems that you dote heavily on your wife, Mr. Novak”

Yigol laughed, “Yes, I love her very much. She's dancing at the moment and is too busy to come open the door, so I did it myself.”

With that, they entered the main house under the villa.

“Miss Lohill, would you like to take a seat and have something to drink?” After they entered the house, Yigol pointed to the sofa and asked Xaviera to sit, before continuing, “My wife and I just moved in and we both love tea, so we only have juice and tea in the house. If there is any shortfall in our hospitality, please bear with us.”

“Water will be fine, thank you,” she replied.

Yigol nodded and went to the pantry.

Over the last few days, he had almost prepared all the necessities, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to entertain guests, which would have been embarrassing.

Afterwards, Yigol sat down on a sofa not far from Xaviera. There was a distance of about one meter between them.

The distance was polite yet safe.

Even though Yigol didn't understand the way rich people socialized, he knew that Xaviera didn't come just to make friends.

After sitting down, Yigol did not speak but waited for Xaviera to speak first.

At this moment, Xaviera was full of questions. The more she interacted with Yigol, the less she understood him.

Yigol was different, very different. Those who could live here were all wealthy. She saw Yigol and his wife moving so many valuable items into the house, corroborating her belief that Yigol was a very wealthy man.

But how did he manage to maintain such a composed appearance?

He dressed so normally too. If she met him on the street, she would never believe that he was a tycoon.

Settinq the box she brought on the coffee table, Xaviera asked, “Mr. Novak,

may I ask which industry you work in?”

Yigol lightly curved his lips, hinting that it was a normal topic of conversation between him and Xaviera.

Their interaction could only be maintained like this, otherwise, they were better off being strangers.

Frankly, if Xaviera insisted on having a relationship with Yigol, the only possible relationship would be a professional one. In their private lives, there would absolutely be no relationship. It was normal for neighbors to be friendly. By getting to know Yigol and being on good terms with him, Xaviera would stand to gain in the future..

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