Chapter 34: Buying a House
Tyler stepped into the real estate office, the door chime giving a soft jingle as he entered.
The interior was modern and pristine, with sleek chairs, glass tables, and digital screens scrolling through high-end listings on the far wall.
But he barely noticed any of that—his eyes were locked on the woman sitting near the window, fidgeting slightly with her fingers, her gaze distant.
His mother.
Helena Reyes looked up the moment she sensed his presence. Her eyes—warm but weighed with concern—softened when she saw him.
Tyler walked over and sat beside her quietly. She reached out, gently squeezing his hand. Her voice was so low, it was barely a whisper.
"Are you sure about this, sweetheart?"
Tyler smiled gently, nodding without hesitation. "Yeah. I’m sure, Mom. Don’t worry."
But of course, she would worry. Tyler could feel it radiating from her—the hesitation, the anxiety, the disbelief.
It wasn’t just about the money. It was everything. Her sixteen-year-old son was about to buy a house—a luxury home. And not just any house, but one that goes up for millions of dollars.
To a woman who had spent most of her life stretching every paycheck, that wasn’t just expensive. It was even beyond unreal.