My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 272

Chuck thought it was not good for Willa to teach him how to fight since she was so busy.

But Chuck still felt slightly happy after hearing his mother's words. "Mom, will Auntie Logan really come over?"

"Yes, as long as you wish, she should be here in three hours," Karen said.

That's right. Auntie Logan was so kind and gentle. As long as he was willing, she would definitely come immediately by plane. When he thought of her teaching him... Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

What kind of methods would she use to teach?

Would she be willing to hit him?

Or would she teach hand in hand?

However, it was better not to bother her.

"Mom, don't bother. You can teach me." Chuck made up his mind. Maybe Auntie Logan could not be stern because he could not imagine what Willa, who had always been gentle and smiling, would do to him when she became fierce to him.

"Okay, I'll teach you. Let's go," Karen said with a smile. Then, she took Chuck upstairs in the elevator.

Karen was delighted to see Chuck's expression just now. She thought, "If my son can be with Willa, that would be the best."

"Of course, Willa, you have to have the idea as well for it to work," Karen thought

"Mom, aren't we driving?" Chuck asked curiously.

"Not this time. We're taking a helicopter." Karen pressed the button in the elevator and went to the top of the building with Chuck.

Chuck saw a helicopter quietly waiting on the helipad. It was the same helicopter that sent the beef to Zelda last time.

So cool!

Chuck was excited because this was his first time riding one.

Karen took Chuck on board, and he felt very curious. Looking around, he found that it was Betty who was piloting the helicopter. She greeted him, "Young Master." And Chuck acknowledged her with a hum.

Karen laughed, "Do you like it?"

"I do," Chuck replied. He thought, "How nice it would be if I own one. I can fly around anytime I want."

However, the cost of this type of helicopter was up to tens of millions of dollars. Chuck didn't have the confidence to buy one yet.

Although it was not a problem to ask his mother for money to buy one... it was better not to.

"I'll order one for you if you like it. Betty, order the best one from the factory in the United States," Karen said.

"The one that costs 50 million dollars, right?" Betty asked.

"Yes," Karen nodded.

Betty nodded and immediately began to contact the factory. Chuck was pleasantly surprised. He was about to own a helicopter, and it was a 50 million dollars one!

He grinned happily and said, "Thank you, Mom."

"Silly boy, this is your reward for this training." Karen smiled, "Betty, let's go!"

"Yes," Betty was very omnipotent, she could even pilot a helicopter. Soon, after the propeller rotated at a high speed, Chuck felt as though he was flying in the air. Wow, this feeling was so good. Chuck was also looking forward to the plane Betty ordered would arrive quickly.

The helicopter went in a direction.

Chuck was excited all the way, but after flying about a thousand kilometers, Chuck found that there was a forest underneath them. It looked like a primeval forest. Was he going to enter the forest for survival training?

"We are here. Chucky, get yourself ready in these twenty days. After the first ten days, I'll only be teaching you the basic skills of fighting," Karen said solemnly.

Fighting was not as simple as it sounds! At the very least, Karen had the strength now because she had been training since she was a child.

Chuck had long been prepared. He hoped that he could be stronger, so he could go and search for Yvette in person!

The helicopter descended slowly, and Chuck carried his own backpack on his back. Ten days later, his mother meant to exercise his body and fighting skills which needed physical strength and reflex as a support, the skills would come later.

Chuck believed that he could do it!

"Also, Chucky, you have to remember clearly that your mind is very important," Karen was still serious as she continued.

"Mom, do you mean, don't be a saint?" Chuck understood because his mother had mentioned that fighting was a skill for killing!

Without ruthlessness, there was no way to learn this kind of fighting.

"Yes. We've arrived at the place," Karen said while Betty had already found a space to stop the helicopter.

Chuck hesitated and took the three hundred dollars his mother gave him. He got off the helicopter because some people were coming towards them from a distance to pick him up.

Then, Chuck followed these people away.

"Let's go to the control room." Karen got off the plane, followed by Betty.

"President Lee, there are many children from other rich families who are also here for training. Young Master's foundation is poor, so he may suffer losses." Betty was worried.

"Losing is the process of growth, which can't be avoided." Karen said, "But if someone takes advantage of my son for no reason, I won't let them off easily!"

A gleam of cold light shot out of Karen's eyes.

"My god, there was a helicopter coming from outside just now. Did you see it?"

"The helicopter is not that expensive. I have one in my house. It's only worth more than eight million dollars! It's not like I can't afford it."

This was a training school. There were not many people in the school, the number was just about ten or more, both men and women. When they heard the sound of the helicopter landing just now, they were discussing it slightly.

Chuck was brought in by someone, but he didn't attract the attention of others. After all, there were quite a few people who came in together. They were all rich people who came to train.

Chuck thought that there should be no need to spend money in such a place. Maybe his mother didn't need to give him that 300 dollars.

Chuck casually found a place to stand. Just now on the ride here, his mother had already told him how cruel these training processes were. Chuck was mentally prepared.

"Hey, whose son are you?" A frivolous young man came over and shouted at Chuck.

Chuck didn't say anything.

"He can't be a poor guy, can he? My father is Gary Aiken, and the Grougary Corporation belongs to my father," the young man spoke with an air of smugness.

Chuck remained silent. He came here to train himself, not to show off his wealth. If he really wanted to show off his wealth, these people altogether wouldn't be his match. Chuck didn't bother to talk.

"Hey, why don't you talk? Are you looking down on me? Or are you broke?" The young man shoved at Chuck with his hand.

He then said, "If you are, you can be my underling. I'll take care of you!"

"Haha, underling?" There were other students who laughed when they heard him.

Chuck frowned. What were these people doing here?

At this time, a woman came over. She was wearing camouflage clothing, but the loose clothes still couldn't conceal her curvy figure. Many men's eyes were attracted by her.

Because she was a great beauty!

"Silence! From today on, I am your drillmaster, Vivian! You will stay here for ten days. In these ten days, whoever..." The beautiful woman's voice was steely as she spoke.

"Hey, a beautiful girl is going to teach us? Why don't you teach me something else? For example..." There was a rich young man flirting with her with a smile.

The drillmaster Vivian went up to him, raised her hand, and slapped him in the face!

Snap!

The rich boy fainted, he couldn't withstand a single blow.

The people at the scene were stunned. Judging by the guts they have, those who came here were either rich or powerful! Chuck was stunned as well. This woman's techniques were almost as good as Betty's.

"Rubbish!" Vivian said coldly at the fainted boy. She then glanced at everyone around and said, "You are all rubbish!"

"I..." Everyone was speechless.

Her words provoked many people. These people were young masters from rich families, how could they possibly stand this kind of insult? Immediately, they swore loudly. Some of them had already rushed over trying to hit her, but in a blink of an eye, more than a dozen people were lying on the ground and wailed in pain. How could they be the opponents of Vivian?

Only one person was still standing, and that was Chuck!

"You're rubbish, a coward! She insulted us, yet you didn't take any action!" A student who was beaten was angry when he saw Chuck standing idle.

The other students also disdained, "Such a coward! Go to h*ll!"

"He really is a good-for-nothing. How can we train with him? In my opinion, he's just a poor man. He's used to being scolded, used to being obedient as a dog, and doesn't dare to resist."

"I think so too. Look at his loser face. He can go to h*ll!"

The students lying on the ground were mocking furiously!

After that, Vivian came over and stared at Chuck in the eyes. She berated, "You're trash!"

"You used to be trash as well," Chuck drawled leisurely, there was no expression on his face.

The students were suddenly stunned. What? What did this guy say?

Vivian's eyes were cold as she asked, "What's your name?"

"Chuck Cannon."

"Okay, I'll remember you!" Vivian turned around and walked away as she ordered, "Get up, all of you garbage!"

These people got up, and all of them were staring at Chuck while muttering.

"This boy has a smart mouth. At first glance, you can tell he is poor."

"That's right. He must be used to flattering people. We should stay away from him. I don't want to be in the lower-class!"

"Me neither. By the way, who was the one who came here by the helicopter outside just now?"

"I don't know who it was, but it definitely wasn't this Chuck guy!"

Their tone was sarcastic. In their view, everyone was beaten up except for Chuck, and such a person was a piece of trash!