Chapter 1: Chapter 1
"Get up!"
A cold voice rang in Chuck Cannon's ears. The next
second, the quilt on him was completely lifted.
Chuck rubbed his eyes and looked at the woman. He
sighed and felt a little uncomfortable.
The beautiful woman in front of him was Yvette
Jordan, who was four or five years older than Chuck
was. She was adopted by Chuck's grandfather and
was groomed to be his bride since young.
But since his grandfather's death, her attitude towards Chuck had become more and more terrible.
"You useless piece of trash, your face even pisses me off!" Yvette's beautiful face was full of disgust.
"..." Chuck frowned and tried not to take Yvette's
words to heart.
"Let me tell you, I have done my best to support you.
If you don't behave yourself, I will chase you out of
this house."
Chuck put on his clothes and clenched his fists. "But
you are my wifey!"
"No, I'm not. It was your grandfather who forced me
to marry you. Did he ever ask me if | agreed? If I had
a choice, how could I marry a good-for-nothing like
you!"
Chuck put on his clothes and stood in front of Yvette.
"Wifey...."
"Don't call me wifey. I'll warn you for the last time.
The money that you use to eat and drink now is all
mine. If you dare to call me wifey again, I'll let you
die on the streets." Yvette snorted coldly and looked
at Chuck with disdain. "But I'm sure that a trash like
you won't be able to survive on the streets for long."
Since grandpa left, such humiliation was no longer
strange to Chuck. His fragile self esteem had been
almost crushed by Yvette. Sometimes Chuck even
doubted whether he was really a piece of trash.
"Um... Wife... Yvette, I don't have any money."
Chuck took a deep breath. He was just a freshman
this year, and Yvette was not only a university
lecturer, but also owned a company. She was a rich
person.
"Look at yourself, you look like a beggar. It's
disgusting!" Yvette looked at Chuck disgustedly.
Then she took out 200 dollars from her bag and
threw it on the ground. She turned around and left.
Looking at the money on the ground, Chuck
clenched his fists.
In the end, he didn't pick up the money on the
ground. He walked out of the house with his
remaining self-esteem.
Yvette's BMW drove out of the garage as Chuck
stood by the roadside and watched. He was in the
same university as Yvette, so they were heading in
the same direction.
However, Yvette's car didn't stop and drove past
Chuck."Get out of here and take the bus. A piece of trash
doesn't deserve to ride my car." After saying that,
Yvette stepped on the accelerator and left.
Chuck gritted his teeth and looked at the BMW that
had disappeared at the end of the road. His eyes
were slightly red. "Yvette, you've gone too far."
He was penniless now. His lunch money these days
was borrowed from his classmates, and today was
the day for him to return the money. Unfortunately,
the two hundred dollars were too "burdensome"
, and
he couldn't pick it up...
When he arrived at school, his worst fears came
true.
As soon as he walked to the school gate, Chuck
happened to meet a student who lent money to him.
Lara Jean was buying milk tea outside the school
gate. When she saw Chuck, who was in a state of
loss, she reached out and said,
"Chuck, it's time to
pay back the money, isn't it?"
Chuck wanted to bury himself out of shame.
He scratched his hair and said with embarrassment,
"Well... give me one more day, I'll do part-time work.
I'll pay you back the money latest by tomorrow!"
"No, how long have you been delaying? You have to
return the money to me today!" Lara said coldly, and
there was no room for negotiation in her tone.
Chuck sighed. "But I really don't have any money
now..."
"You don't have money to ask your parents for it?
Are you an orphan?"
"You!" Chuck clenched his fists tightly. For as long
as he could remember, he had been living with his
grandfather. He had never seen his parents before.
However, being called an orphan by Lara made him
feel even more uncomfortable.
"You're really an orphan? Well, I'll give you an
extension until this afternoon, but you have to pay
me four hundred. If you don't pay me back, I'll ask
my boyfriend to bring someone to deal with you!"
Lara warned and left.
Chuck stood still in his tracks. He was extremely
sad. He had enough of such humiliation
Just as Chuck was thinking about what part time job
he was going to do, his phone rang.
Chuck looked at the caller ID and saw that it
turned out to be a foreign number. He was afraid
that it was probably a swindler.
However, when he thought of the online
recruitment of mercenaries in Syria which was
quite popular recently, offering 8000 dollars a day,
he became interested again. Although he knew it
could be a scam, if it was true, he would definitely
go to Syria without hesitation.
"Hello." Chuck greeted.
Unexpectedly, a flurry of words in Mandarin from
on the other end of the phone,
"Chucky, Tam your
mother!"
"..." Chuck was stunned.
He first felt that he had been made fun of others, but
then he felt extremely sad. How could he have a
mother?
"Chucky, don't blame me. I had no choice but to go
abroad these years, but now I can finally return
home. I will try my best to make up for the lost time
with you. I will transfer five million dollars and you
can use it first. If it is all spent, call me."
The strange conversation ended in a weird
atmosphere. As soon as the call ended, a message
arrived.
"Your account with the ending number 0123 has
been credited with 5,000,000 dollars, and the current
balance is 5,000,000.83 dollars."
Chuck was dumbfounded. His mother, whom he
had never seen before, actually gave him five
million dollars?
He looked at the text message and counted the
zeros, again and again, repeatedly confirming it
more than a dozen times, and then went to the ATM
machine to check if it was correct. He was ecstatic!
That was five million!
What more, it was his mysterious mother who
casually gave him pocket money. Even Yvette who
was busy with her business had less than one million
dollars including her car and her savings!
Chuck giggled and walked to the campus.
At this time, Yvette, who was going to the public
building for class, said with disgust after seeing
Chuck,
"Why aren't you in class but instead laughing here stupidly?"
"I'm not going to class anymore." Chuck stood where
he was and watched Yvette quietly.
Yvette felt a little strange. She seemed to see a
confident look in Chuck's eyes. Isn't he still the
useless piece of trash? How dare he argue with her?
Yvette was angry. "How dare you talk back to me? If
you have the guts, don't come to my house today!"
Chuck was also tired of being treated coldly by
Yvette. He said disdainfully,
"I'm not going back, I'll
sleep elsewhere."
"Is this a joke? Now that I have five million dollars, I
don't need to look at Yvette's unhappy face
anymore." Chuck thought to himself.
"You! Great! I'd like to see how brave you are. From now on, if you dare to enter my house again, I'll
break your legs!"
Chuck ignored Yvette and directly turned his back
and left the school.
Yvette stomped her feet angrily, but she couldn't do
anything about it, so she turned around and went to
class.
Chuck, who had left school, took a taxi to the real
estate agency in the city center.
With this sum of money, the first thing Chuck wanted
to do was to have his own house.
After pushing the door open and entering, the
real-estate agency employees did not pay attention
to Chuck who was dressed ordinarily. This kind of
person was either looking for a part-time job, begging for food, or the type who wasn't interested in buying
anything but just trying to enjoy the air conditioned
room.
Later, when the manager of the store came out of the
office, those lazy employees hurried up and asked,
"Sir, what do you need?"
"To buy a house."
"To buy a house?" Natalie Xavier's big eyes
narrowed. She stared at Chuck carefully for a long
time. She had been a real estate agent for so long,
but she had rarely misjudged someone.
There may be one in a thousand customers who
would buy a house at less than 20 years old like
Chuck, but all of them wore branded suits and drove high-end sports cars.
"Sir, for your information, the cheapest house in the
city is around 12,000 per square meter. Are you sure
you want to buy it?" Natalie didn't want to waste time
on this kind of person, so her tone became impatient.
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