Chapter 193: A Home Worth Thirty Billion [1]

By the time Jet and his companions returned to the Grand Meridian Hotel, the afternoon sun was already descending over Toronto.

Although their visit to the Laurentian Annual Grand Lottery Administration had gone smoothly, the events of the day had left everyone in considerably different moods.

Frey was in excellent spirits, occasionally making jokes about Jet’s newfound fortune, while Mikhail had grown increasingly thoughtful about the responsibilities and potential dangers that accompanied such enormous wealth.

As for Inez, she was simply happy that her big brother had promised to buy them a new home.

After returning to their presidential residence, the group settled into the spacious living room overlooking Toronto’s magnificent skyline.

"So, bro, now that you’re officially a billionaire, what’s the plan?" Frey asked, dropping onto one of the sofas. "Are we going shopping? Buying cars? Maybe getting ourselves a few beautiful ladies to show us around the city?"

Mikhail gave him a disgusted look.

"Can you think about something other than women for five minutes?" he asked, shaking his head.

Frey grinned shamelessly.

"Of course I can, my friend. I also think about food, money, and having a good time," he replied proudly.

Jet chuckled as he sat beside Inez, who had already made herself comfortable with a stuffed rabbit she had purchased during their shopping trip.

"Actually, there’s something more important we need to handle first," Jet said, retrieving his phone.

Frey raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? And what’s that?" he asked curiously.

"Our accommodation," Jet answered. "I don’t intend for us to continue living in a hotel indefinitely."

Mikhail nodded in agreement.

"That makes sense," he remarked. "Even if we can afford it, living in a hotel isn’t exactly practical in the long run."

"Exactly," Jet replied. "We’re going to be staying in Toronto for a very long time, so we need to think beyond simply finding somewhere comfortable to sleep."

Frey leaned back against the sofa.

"Then why don’t we just buy a mansion?" he suggested casually. "Toronto has plenty of luxury residential properties, and with your budget, finding something suitable shouldn’t be difficult."

"A mansion would be fine if all we needed was somewhere to live," Jet explained. "But that’s not what I have in mind."

He paused briefly before continuing.

"I want somewhere spacious enough for all of us, with proper training facilities, recreational areas, reliable security, and enough room for whatever we might need in the future. Ideally, we shouldn’t have to travel across the city every time we want to train, relax, or use certain facilities."

Mikhail considered his words.

"You’re thinking about building a permanent base rather than simply buying a house," he observed.

Jet nodded.

"Something like that," he agreed. "Toronto is enormous, and traveling between districts can take time. Having most of what we need within our own property would make things considerably easier."

Frey’s expression became more interested.

"Now you’re speaking my language, bro," he remarked, rubbing his chin. "My family’s estate has its own training facilities, medical equipment, recreational areas, and several other conveniences. Once you’re accustomed to having those things nearby, it’s difficult to imagine living without them."

Mikhail glanced toward him.

"Then you probably understand better than either of us what maintaining a property like that involves," he commented.

"Of course," Frey replied with a confident smile. "And believe me, the purchase price is only the beginning. Security personnel, maintenance crews, technicians, household staff, and facility upgrades can cost an absolute fortune."

Jet nodded in agreement.

"That’s something I’ve already considered," he answered.

Frey leaned forward.

"So, where exactly are you planning to find this dream estate of yours?" he asked curiously. "Properties with everything you’re describing aren’t exactly common, even in Toronto."

Jet smiled.

"Actually, I already have somewhere in mind," he replied.

He unlocked his phone and opened a property listing he had saved earlier.

The others immediately leaned closer as he projected the information onto the living room’s large display.

A magnificent aerial photograph appeared, revealing an enormous private estate surrounded by landscaped gardens, wooded grounds, and several beautifully designed buildings.

At its center stood a sprawling residence whose architecture combined classical elegance with modern luxury.

Across the top of the listing were two words.

THE BELVEDERE ESTATE

Frey’s eyebrows rose.

"Belvedere?" he remarked, studying the photograph. "Now that’s an interesting choice, bro."

Mikhail turned toward him.

"You’ve heard of it?" he asked.

"Not personally, but I know the developer," Frey explained. "Bellwether Properties has worked on some exceptionally expensive residential projects. They don’t exactly build houses for ordinary customers."

Jet nodded.

"The Belvedere Estate is one of their most ambitious developments," he explained. "It was designed as a complete private residential compound rather than an ordinary luxury residence."

Mikhail studied the photograph with growing interest.

"That’s an enormous amount of land," he remarked. "How big is the property?"

Jet opened the estate’s specifications, allowing them to examine the available information.

The photographs revealed extensive gardens, private roads, recreational facilities, additional residential buildings, and enormous stretches of carefully maintained land.

Frey examined the architectural layout with obvious appreciation.

"I have to admit, whoever designed this knew what they were doing," he commented. "The residential sections are separated from the service facilities, and there’s enough space between the buildings to maintain privacy. That’s something you don’t always find, even in expensive estates."

Mikhail nodded thoughtfully.

"It would also make managing the property easier," he observed. "Staff wouldn’t constantly be moving through the main residence just to reach the other facilities."

Inez, who had been watching quietly, suddenly pointed toward the screen.

"Big Brother, look! There’s a lake!" she exclaimed excitedly.

Jet smiled.

"I noticed that too," he replied warmly.

"Can we have ducks there?" Inez asked, turning toward him with sparkling eyes.

Frey burst into laughter.

"Little princess, your big brother is showing us an extraordinary estate, and you’re already planning to fill the lake with ducks?" he asked, grinning.

Inez nodded seriously.

"Ducks are cute, Brother Frey," she explained.

"Well, I can’t argue with that," Frey admitted, laughing.

Jet continued scrolling through the listing until the property’s estimated valuation appeared.

Estimated Property Value: 30,000,000,000 UD

Mikhail leaned forward.

"Thirty billion Union Dollars?" he exclaimed, staring at the figure.

Frey let out a low whistle.

"Now that’s a serious price tag," he remarked, his expression turning thoughtful. "Even among wealthy families, very few would be willing to spend thirty billion on a private residence."

"That’s twenty percent of your entire lottery winnings," Mikhail pointed out, looking toward Jet.

Jet nodded.

"I’m aware," he replied calmly.

Frey studied the photographs again.

"Still, looking at the size of the property and everything included, I can understand why they’re asking that much," he commented. "The land alone must be worth an extraordinary amount."

"There’s another reason it’s so expensive," Jet explained. "The Belvedere Estate is ranked among the five most prestigious private estates in Toronto and the Laurentian Region."

Mikhail raised his eyebrows.

"One of the top five?" he repeated.

"That’s right," Jet confirmed. "Properties of this scale are extremely rare, even among the wealthiest families."

Frey nodded knowingly.

"That explains quite a bit," he remarked. "Estates in that category aren’t valued purely by their buildings or facilities. Their location, exclusivity, land ownership, and reputation contribute enormously to their price."

He paused before adding, "Although I’d still want to inspect the place personally. Expensive doesn’t automatically mean everything is perfect."

Mikhail folded his arms, looking thoughtful.

"Then there’s something else we need to consider before making any decisions," he said.