My billionaire mother

chapter 3

Chapter 3

They all knew that Chuck Cannon was a poor man because he always wore two shirts all year round. Although there was no strange smell, the clothes were so faded and torn that they were unsightly.

Someone asked, "Lara Jean, how much does she owe you?"

"400 dollars. It was just a day's expenditure for me, but for him, maybe a month? Putting aside how much he owes me, this guy is really disgusting. He doesn't deserve to lick my shoes".

Chuck's expression was indifferent. She looked at Lara, took 400 dollars from her bag and said, "I'm so grateful when you're willing to lend me money when I'm starving. But you're just slandering me. Let's call it now"

Lara frowned looking at the money in her hand. He asked coldly, "Have you stolen it or robbed it?

Someone said, "let's check our pockets to see if we're short of money"

"I got it myself" Chuck said calmly.

"You?" Lara sneered and said, "Why not look at yourself in the mirror. How do you get 400 dollars in the morning? Are you selling your body or something?"

The whole class laughed out loud and someone said, "I'm afraid this guy isn't worth a lot of money even if he goes to sell himself".

Seeing so many students laughing at him in class, Chuck sat down and sighed. "Lara, you have to be easier on people".

Lara snorted and said, "Then tell me what you have done! Answer some of our questions".

Chuck frowned for a long time and made an excuse. He said casually, "I took the money"

"Oh, lucky huh?" Lara sneered, her evil tone filled with envy.

Another student asked jealously, "Hey, how many did you choose?"

Many students were interested and asked one after another. "Yes, tell me, how much did you take?"

Chuck remained silent. He stared back at his classmates and continued to lie, "Two thousand".

"What's? You really took two thousand? Shit, it's cost me over a month's worth of living"

All the students were very surprised and envious of him. If they were lucky and took two thousand, their lives would be more convenient and easier.

"Hmph, you suck. Take someone else's money and claim it as yours"

"It's a shame for our class!"

When these classmates taunt Chuck out of jealousy, Queenie Carson is the only one standing up for Chuck in class.

But Chuck doesn't care about gossip and talk like that. He just let them talk about it.

After class, Chuck went to Yvette Jordan's staff room.

Since there were no classes in the afternoon, Yvette listened to music in the staff room. When he saw Chuck, his expression worsened. "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you that you weren't allowed to look for me between classes?"

Chuck said with a wry smile, "I just wanted to tell you that I'm moving out today".

"You're moving out? Are you kidding me?" Yvette sneered.

From a young age, she grew up with Chuck. Knowing he was like the back of his hand, how could he move? Does he want to sleep on the streets?

But he was shy as a child, even insisting on using her as his body pillow while sleeping. If it wasn't for his grandfather's death, God knew how long he would have to be held by her to sleep.

Such a person sleeps on the streets? He wouldn't even dare to do that if he had ten times the courage.

"I'm not kidding with you. I'm moving out today" Chuck said seriously.

"Well, let's see how long you can. Don't come to me begging like a dog".

"I won't"

After Chuck finished speaking, he turned around and left the office.

Yvette looked at her figure who left while thinking. In the past, no matter how much he scolded her, she would not dare to speak back. God knows what happened to him today.

Suddenly, the phone rings. After picking up the phone, he quickly changed his tone and said, "Hello, Director Chester, what happened to you suddenly calling me like this?"

The voice of the middle-aged man sounded from the other end of the phone. "Yvette, I heard that your training company's business hasn't gone well recently. Would you like me to introduce some business to you?"

Yvette's heart was filled with joy. His business in the training company could be said to be very bad. It was very difficult for him to make progress. If he doesn't show any more improvement, he's afraid he'll have to shut down the company in less than a year. He has already lost over 100,000 dollars in the last two months. It was also because he had recently vented all of his anger on Chuck.

After hearing Director Chester's business proposal, a smile appeared on his face. "Yes, thank you for taking care of me, Director Chester!"

"Well, room No. 1218 at Hotel Triumph tonight. Comehere"

"A hotel?" Yvette was a little scared. "Director Chester, why didn't I buy you a five-star hotel in an urban area? A hotel ..."

"What's wrong? You didn't even give me face?"

"No…. No. gabe…. It's just a hotel..”.

There was a loud voice immediately from the phone, "Hmph, forget it if you don't come. This business was given by a company my friend as his employees needed to be trained. You should know how much money you can make from a large company with 50 to 60 people. If you don't come, I'm not going to force you".

Yvette is very conflicted. He did not want to leave, but he also did not want to waste this opportunity. Just when he wanted to negotiate, he suddenly hung up the phone.

"If I don't take risks, I'm afraid I'll go bankrupt".

He decided to take a risk!

After leaving school, she went home, planning to just tidy up and change her clothes. However, when he just arrived at his door, he saw Chuck coming out of the house with a suitcase.

The two looked at each other. Chuck said, "wife ..."

As soon as she spoke, Yvette said in disdain, "Don't call me that!"

"Yvette, no matter what, you've been taking care of me for almost a year after grandfather's death, if you ..."

"No, I mean if you have any trouble in the future, you can call me". Chuck nodded before walking past Yvette.

After all, she and Yvette had been sleeping in the same bed for so long. He still had some feelings for her in his heart.

Yvette was also dazed for a moment. He had not expected that this man, whom he looked down upon, would utter such comforting words today. As if in a trance state, he had found someone to rely on.

But then, he smiled coldly and said, "Tell you? What's in it for me? Can you give me some money or bring me some customers? You can't give me anything and you can't even afford food.want me to tell you?"

Chuck shrugged his shoulders. He still had over a million dollars on his hands. Even if it wasn't enough, she still had her mother. The money will be transferred to his account with just a phone call. "If you need money, I can give it to you".

Yvette weakly waved and sneered, "You better save some money to buy your own instant noodles"

Chuck is not defending himself. He left with his suitcase.

Chuck walked in with his briefcase for a moment. After inquiring about a nearby hotel, he boarded a Taxi and went to Hotel Triumph.

The magnificent buildings, magnificent decor and luxurious European interiors surprised him to the point.

It is the busiest hotel in the city, whose standard cheapest rooms cost at least 800 dollars.

In the past, Chuck did not dare to think that he could spend time in such a place, but now it was different.

As Chuck was about to enter, he saw Yvette's car swerve in and pack in the parking lot.

Chuck was so shocked that he hid in a hurry.

"It's hotel! What's he doing here?" Chuck felt very bitter in his heart. Will he sleep with another man? Although the two did not get a marriage certificate and it was just a grandfather's arrangement, she felt very uncomfortable when she thought that the woman she once held would sleep with another man.

After Yvette enters, Chuck takes his luggage and enters as well.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard a strange voice say, "Oh my God, who is this? Isn't this Chuck?"

Chuck turned his head and saw Lara walking in with her boyfriend, Conrad Lee in his arms. Lara's face was filled with scorn as if Chuck wasn't qualified to come to such a high-end hotel.

"Who is this?" Conrad asked and glanced at Chuck casually.

"Chuck Cannon, my classmate, I say, this guy took two thousand dollars, but he didn't give it back and instead spent it on himself. I admire people like this".

Conrad glanced at Chuck, the corner of his mouth twitching sarcasm. "Haha, maybe such trash has never seen two thousand dollars before".

"Don't talk shit with shit like this. Come quickly in, honey", Lara held Conrad's arm as if she couldn't wait to enter the hotel.

Chuck frowned slightly and ignored them, dragging his suitcase into the hotel.

"Please the standard room", Conrad took out his identity card, and Lara followed him a little.

The beautiful staff at the front desk checked the hotel's database and said, "Sorry, today's standard room is fully booked".

"Ah.", Lara's face was filled with dissatisfaction and loss.

Conrad kept asking, "What about the bigger room?"

"I'm really sorry", the beautiful staff at the front desk checked again, her tone deeply apologetic. "Only presidential suites are available today.

Conrad investigated carefully, "Presidential suite? How much?"

He said it with hesitation. For them, they usually get a standard room that costs a few hundred dollars when they get a room. As students, it was already quite wasteful for them to spend several hundred dollars like this.

"Yes, that's 6,666 dollars for the presidential suite".

Conrad shook his head hurriedly, "no, it's too expensive".

"Forget it, let's find another hotel" Lara muttered and pulled Conrad out.

But before they get out, they see Chuck walking to the front desk.

"This trash really thinks he's rich after picking 2,000 dollars. Just look at her clothes that look like beggars. How dare he try to book a room in a place like this?" Laras grinned.

Conrad also sneered. He was pretty sure that the man had at most two thousand dollars for him. He would definitely be shocked half to death when he heard the price for one night in the presidential suite.

Yet…

"How is it possible? Conrad's mind was filled with doubt as he watched Chuck walk towards the elevator with the room card in his hand.

"What's going on? Isn't there a standard room? How'd that junk Chuck get a room?"

Lara Jean also saw it and she became even more upset. He walked quickly to the front desk and tapped it hard, and asked defiantly, "Hey, didn't you just say that there are no standard rooms left? Why did you let that guy order one? Call manager! I'll lodge a complaint that you cheated on your customers!"

Conrad's face was cold as well. After all, he was a VIP member of this hotel. How could he be fooled by such a receptionist? He's full of anger. "Hurry up and call your manager".

The girl at the front desk was stunned. After a long pause, he said helplessly, "you two misunderstood. Standard rooms are all booked. The room this guy booked was the presidential suite".

"How is this possible?" Lara's face changed, before she replied hurriedly, "impossible. How could that broke idiot book a presidential suite?"

The girl at the front desk handed over the receipt that had just been issued right now. When the two of them saw the payment fee, their faces changed.

"Could he have chosen more than two thousand? Maybe twenty grand?" Conrad could only think of such a possibility.

"Very likely!" Lara was even more jealous. That broke idiot actually earned twenty thousand dollars! This was actually his life cost for a year! How fortunate!

"He's really good at spending money! Take twenty thousand dollars and spend half of it with such wasteful, wasteful waste!" Lara was bitter and her face was full of dissatisfaction.

"Idiot is still an idiot. He probably thought that he was rich with little money. 20,000 dollars was my father's income for three or four days, but my father would never waste it by booking a presidential room. How dare a bankrupt idiot like him even exhaust his thin luck like that! It's funny!" Chuck laughed dismissively.

Chuck put his luggage in his room and went down to eat. When Lara saw Chuck get off the elevator, she thought of something and whispered to Conrad, "This loser likes to show off, right? Why don't we play around with him for a second?"

Conrad's confused. "But how?"

Lara smiled and yelled at Chuck, "Hey, Chuck!"