INFINITE MONEY - I Will Buy Everything

But not only did he not find a kid, but he found someone who could unequivocally be called a model by many. Most of all, he didn't appreciate the way his wife was eyeing the new guy with that expression on her face.

Unlike Francis, who was seething at being misled by the hottest bombshell in the neighborhood, it wasn't quite the same with his wife.

Lora Hoffman was having a delightful time as she gazed at the so-called "Kid" in front of her with a glint of excitement in her eyes.

Previously, she had been a bit perturbed and concerned by the broad bimbo coming to her house and talking cheerfully to her husband. She had later learned that there is another snotty brat who had arrived in her neighborhood and was going to ruin more of her time with it's constant pestering.

As if she wasn't already annoyed by her new husband's young daughter, who was a teenager that turned out to be a colossal bitch. The girl would constantly monitor her whenever she talked to someone who was affluent and attractive.

But the kid in front of her wasn't a kid but a teenager with a very enticing physique. It certainly helped her a lot seeing the boy half-naked with his chiseled body glistening with sweat as if he had just finished a hot session... in a sauna.

So her previous expression of an annoyed and distant bitch transformed into a sultry and seductive one, much to her husband's dismay and to my surprise.

"Hello, nice to meet you both. I'm William," I said to them after gleaning a certain amount of information about them.

My words snapped them back to reality as I observed their sudden change of expressions.

I didn't understand why the husband was glaring at me with such animosity, and I definitely didn't grasp why the lady, who had seemed annoyed a moment ago, now looked so flirtatious.

Francis was extremely irritated, seeing his wife's expression and the hot guy's apparent disregard for propriety. He said angrily, "Isn't it customary to be dressed before you meet your new neighbors, or is it a new trend among teenagers to disregard manners?"

I finally realized why both of them had such sudden changes in expressions as I hid some of my body behind the door and answered the angry husband.

"O-Oh! I'm sorry, sir, but I had just started unpacking, and I was completely drenched while I used my clothes to wipe off the sweat before meeting you. And I still haven't unlocked my backpack where I had my clothes yet, so I couldn't wear anything. Again, I'm sorry if I offended you."

Hearing my words, he seemed to understand, and his anger subsided a bit, but he was still peeved because of his wife and wanted to reprimand me further, but he was interrupted.

"Oh, it's alright. It isn't a big deal, right, honey?" Lora said, directing her words at her husband but keeping her eyes locked onto me.

Francis was about to say something different, but his wife interrupted him again.

"No matter, I am Lora, and this right here is my husband, Francis, and we are your new neighbors. We just came to say, 'Welcome to our Golden Arey Society,' isn't that right, honey?" Again she directed her words to her husband in a way that he had to answer.

Francis only gave a low 'Hmm' and watched the interaction between his wife and me with a suspicious look.

"Thank you for welcoming me to your beautiful society. And again, my name is William. William Trust." I said and shook hands with both of them. The husband used a bit of force, while the wife just kept holding onto my hand.

"Don't you think you should invite us in?" Lora suddenly asked, causing her husband to widen his eyes in slight shock.

"Oh, where are my manners? Please come in," I said, stepping back and opening the door. The wife quickly entered while the husband grumbled as he followed her inside.

Both of them looked around different areas of the villa as I closed the door.

"Please come and sit on the sofa. I just arrived, so it might be a little dusty." Both of them sat down as I tried to offer them something.

"Sit for a moment while I go and check if there is anything in the villa that I can offer you."

Lora wanted to stop me but didn't, thinking that getting refreshments meant staying longer, which meant seeing more of me.

I went to the kitchen and opened the system shop to see if there was any food section available, but I didn't find one other than those that affected physically, so I opened my bag and took out some chips and chocolates.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have any other food with me besides this, so please bear with me," I said and placed the chips and chocolates on the table.

Francis glanced at the chips and, as he was about to complain, found his favorite one and started munching, while Lora looked at her husband, slightly annoyed at his behavior.

She also didn't want to eat anything but felt compelled to as it would improve her image in my eyes. She picked the smallest chocolate she could find and ate it in very small bits.

Lora started the conversation, "So did your family buy this villa, or was it you?"

"No, it was my father."

"So what does your father do, kid?" Francis asked.

"He has some businesses across various kingdoms, involved in many things."

"Then that means he won't be staying here, right?"

"Yes, he stays busy most of the time."

Francis felt a bit relieved at that because if the kid was like this, what about his father?

"And what about your family? Will they also be staying here with you?" Lora asked.

"No, they won't be. We are somewhat distant, you see."

Though Lora acted sad, she was actually thrilled inside as she thought, 'Good. The more alone he is, the better it will be for me to come here with various reasons and make my moves on him.

'Even if it takes some time, you will be mine. God, just look at those abs. I wonder how it would feel to rub myself against them.'

"I'm sorry to hear that. But don't worry, you have me-I meant us, you have all of us." Lora's small slip didn't go unnoticed by any of us.

"...So which academy are you in right now?" Francis asked, wanting to change the topic from his wife.

"Umm, sorry, what?"

"I was asking which year you are in at the academy, kid?"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not in any academy right now."

"Why? You're old enough to be in one by now. Or did you not get in?"

"Francis, don't say things like--"

"Oh no, I can't. I'm only 10."