A few staff members who had nothing to do were chatting, so they checked it for me.
"Well, they bought it a year ago."
I quickly took a picture of the information and thanked the staff.
8
I went straight to Building 36, Room 1801. Looking at the closed door, I was furious.
Without ringing the doorbell, I kicked the door, making a loud noise, as if this was the only way to vent my anger.
The small grille on the door opened, and a middle-aged woman looked at me through the wire mesh.
"Who are you looking for? Why are you knocking so hard?"
"I'm looking for Valerie, I'm Miley Vargas!"
After asking a few questions, she opened the door and I walked in.
This was an exquisitely decorated house, with bright windows and clean tables, and it was kept spotless by the servant.
From furniture and appliances to daily necessities, everything was worth a lot of money.
A woman in a light blue dress was sitting leisurely on a yellow leather sofa, looking at me with a fake smile.
"Miley, you're here. Did you like the flowers I gave you yesterday?"
I looked around the house and felt heartbroken.
In the most prominent position in the living room, there was a family photo.