My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 215

Chuck Cannon turned to look at Quinn Miller. Was she really set on repaying him?

Putting aside the fact that he refused to admit it in front of Yvette Jordan, the fact that Quinn was being so stubborn was already putting him off.

Chuck's business in the plaza was already looking good. His mother was also extremely wealthy, so there was no reason for him to risk exposing himself for 20 meager suites.

"Are you out of your mind?"

Chuck said this and dragged Yvette away with him, who was still in a state of shock.

Quinn's eyes were shooting daggers at Chuck, who was leaving nonchalantly. The sales department was dead silent.

It was so silent that the sound of a falling pin could be heard.

No one dared to say anything. Everyone, including the salesperson and Quinn's new assistants, could see that Quinn was enraged now.

No one had the guts to try her patience!

The other customers were shocked. A rich, beautiful lady was going to give Chuck 20 suites, but he didn't want it?

Was he really that rich?

The manager and the salesgirl who attended to Chuck earlier were the most shocked. They had firmly believed that Chuck was just a poor beggar, but they were doubtful now. Would a poor person refuse 20 suites like that? Was he really poor?

There was no way he could not pay for 2 suites just now!

Could Yvette's husband be secretly rich?

Otherwise, how could they refuse the 20 suites so 'generously'?

The salesgirl from just now was the most remorseful. If she didn't mock him just now, could she have already sold two suites?

Silence still hung in the room.

Quinn was very angry, but based on his reaction, she had to accept the reality that Chuck was really the one who saved her!

But the question now was, why?

Quinn was particularly puzzled. After all, the two of them were like cats and dogs from the very first day they met. Could it be that he had taken pity on her?

He had saved her regardless of what happened in the past because he didn't want to see a woman in danger?

This was the only possible explanation that Quinn could think of.

That could probably explain why Chuck refused to lay a hand on her after he saved her and just abandoned her in a shabby motel. He even threw her in a tub of cold water and left just like that. No doubt, this was his way of getting back at her. He was using this to vent his dissatisfaction with her.

Quinn was silent. He had peeked at her from below and even grabbed her where he shouldn't have. He was very disgusting, but... he was also a man.

Since he had done what a man should, he wasn't so useless after all.

The anger in Quinn's heart unknowingly disappeared and she couldn't help thinking of the wet dreams that she had for the past few days. She actually dreamed of doing it with him...

She shook her head and dispelled the thoughts in her mind. It would be best if she stopped thinking of such disgusting things.

The new assistant broke her trance as she whispered, "President, now..."

"It's okay. You can deal with the house here first."

"Do you still want the 20 suites?"

Quinn narrowed her eyes and ordered, "Keep them!"

With that, she strolled out of the shop charismatically.

The manager hurried over and asked, "Who on earth was that Chuck just now?"

All of them were equally curious. They wanted to know what kind of person he was to flat out refuse an offer of 20 suites.

The new assistant said, "All you need to know is that our boss has a net worth of ten billion dollars, but this person saved our boss..."

What? He saved a person who was worth ten billion dollars?

F*ck!

The manager was so stunned that she froze. The other salesmen were also shell-shocked but they soon became envious. Why didn't they have the luck?

Quinn saw Chuck get into a sports car while the woman who was with him got into a Benz. Then, the two of them drove away one after the other. Quinn got into the car and started following behind Chuck. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Soon, Quinn was stunned. She had assumed Chuck would be living in a luxurious villa with the amount of wealth he possessed. However, he was actually staying in such a small neighborhood with a rent of around 1000 dollars a month.

How could he live in such a place?

Quinn's curiosity was now piqued. Yes, Chuck was disgusting, but he had done what a proper man would've done. Staying in a place like this despite being so rich, what kind of person was Chuck?

She found a parking lot and stopped her car there. Then, she started thinking of her next move for she had never expected to be hit with such a surprise. A few minutes later, she made up her mind and got down from her car. She strolled casually in the neighborhood as though she was just walking in a mall......

In Yvette's rented house.

Silence hung in the air. Yvette was preparing food quietly while Chuck watched her without a word. Both of them didn't exchange any words after they came home.

Yvette sighed and felt that she should give Chuck an explanation. After all, they were husband and wife, and there should not be any secrets between them. However, would Chuck be disappointed with her if she told him the truth?

Yvette hesitated. After she finished her meal preparation, they sat down and ate silently. Yvette looked up and mumbled, "Hubby, I..."

Chuck smiled at her encouragingly, "Go ahead."

In fact, he was very anxious to know what had happened to Yvette, but it was certainly useless for him to force it out of her. It would be better if she revealed the truth willingly.

"I..." Yvette felt like a child trying to report their mistakes to their teacher. She was very nervous, but she still took the courage to say, "Hubby, my company has been transferred to someone else, I."

Chuck could already guess. In the morning, he noticed that Yvette's company was closed. Coupled with the fact that she was at a part-time job just now, Chuck had his reservations.

"Well, what are you going to do then?" Chuck decided to figure out why Yvette transferred the company to others.

Yvette said in resignation, "Go to work. I need to work."

Chuck was silent. He took out a credit card that contained more than two million dollars which he had earned from the plaza. He was really worried about letting Yvette go to work, since she was pretty and had a curvy figure. If she went to work, she was bound to be harassed by her superiors, and this wasn't something Chuck wished to see.

"Hubby." Yvette was moved and she shook her head. She didn't know how much money there was in Chuck's card, but she was still really thankful.

She said seriously, "Hubby, you can keep it for yourself. Don't worry about me, I'll earn the money myself."

It was at this moment that he really wanted to tell Yvette not to worry since he was super rich and had an extremely wealthy mother backing him up. Giving her 100 million dollars and letting her start her own company would be nothing to him.

However, Chuck sighed. How long was his mother planning to stand by and watch?

Chuck had no choice but to think of other ways to help Yvette since she would never accept his goodwill like that. He could only help her start a company and transfer its ownership to her.

He could ask Yolanda Lane for help.

Yvette sighed in relief when Chuck finally put the card away. She was older than him, so how could she bear to spend his money?

After eating, Yvette left to wash the dishes. Chuck took this opportunity to go out and make a call to Yolanda to see what projects were available recently. However, the minute he opened the door, he was stunned and frowned as he asked, "Were you following me?"

It was Quinn Miller, who was strolling around the residential area casually. It was the first time she felt unnatural seeing Chuck. She herself wasn't sure why she was there in the first place. She cleared her throat and said calmly, "I didn't expect you to live here."

"It's none of your business." Chuck didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Quinn raised an eyebrow at him and asked, "Let me guess, the woman who was with you just now doesn't know that you have a rich mother, right?" She immediately knew that this was one of his ways to pick up girls. What a low-life.

Chuck was now visibly annoyed as he said, "What does it have to do with you?"

Quinn replied calmly, "It's none of my business, but I said that I won't owe anyone anything. Therefore, I'm here to fulfill a request for you!" She was here for this reason only. It would be against her principles if she didn't settle it properly.

By giving him a reward, they would be even and could go back to being enemies.

"Are you out of your mind? I told you it wasn't me." Chuck shook his head.

Quinn frowned, "I'll determine with my own eyes whether it's you or not. So, tell me! What do you want!"

She could afford to settle this with a few hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Chuck said emotionlessly, "Will you really agree to whatever I want?"

"Yes, just say it and I'll do it." Quinn nodded. She knew that Chuck was rich. He had a house, a company, and a plaza, so money wasn't the most attractive thing to him. However, this was the only way she could repay him.

With that, the favor would be repaid and they could go their separate ways.

Chuck stared at her and approached her step by step. Quinn frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chuck looked at her and snickered, "Didn't you say that you would agree to whatever I said? Well, I want you to accompany me now."