My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 214

Chuck Cannon frowned. Yvette was also angry. She could be wronged, but she didn't want Chuck to dragged into her mess.

"What did you say?" Yvette Jordan stared at them.

She didn't know where Chuck got the money to buy a house. But since he came in, he was definitely serious on buying a house. He only stopped buying it because of her.

"Why are you still pretending? Is your husband still going to put on a show here?" The manager snickered, "I knew it! You're here to sell property, so how would your husband have the ability to buy a house here? I can help you explain it with just two simple words - to brag!"

"Yeah! I'm sure they're just bragging!" The salesgirl who attended to Chuck just now also jeered at them for getting her happy over nothing. Good-for-nothings!

Yvette said coldly, "Shut up. My husband has money to buy a house. He's just not buying it because of me."

The manager scoffed, "Oh, then why don't you ask your husband to buy one now? Otherwise, he's just talking big."

The saleswoman added in sarcastically, "A tin can makes the loudest noise. The key here is the ability to pay. Since you said he could afford it, will you paying in cash or in credit?"

Chuck glanced at the two of them and said calmly, "I've said that I won't buy it."

"Haha!"

The saleswoman sneered at him, "If you're poor then just say it! Stop trying to put on airs and say that you have the money! You beggar!"

Chuck frowned.

"Yvette, don't think that you'll be fine with your husband here. I'll still make you apologize to this boss in front of your husband!" The manager said snarkily. Since the two of them were poor, she did not hesitate to throw them under the bus.

The man strode over with a sly smile in his face as he said, "Boy, get out of my way. Your woman is going to apologize to me!"

Yvette said anxiously, "Hubby, just now he asked me to..."

The manager shouted at them impatiently, "Hurry up!"

"Hurry up, or I will find someone to break your husband's legs!" The man threatened them while glaring at Chuck in disdain. He could easily crush a person like Chuck, who couldn't even afford to buy a suite!

"Of course, if you listen to me obediently and bring me to check out a few rooms, I'll let your husband go and even buy 5 suites from you. What do you think..." The man snickered. Would she still refuse him now?

Yvette just glared at him.

However, even before he could finish taunting them, the man suddenly fell to the ground, howling in pain while clutching his stomach.

The manager, as well as the other saleswomen, were dumbfounded.

Chuck grabbed a chair next to him and walked over with a cold look in his eyes.

"You f*cking dare to hit me, I..." The man got up and was extremely angry!

Chuck didn't even give him a chance to retaliate. He swiftly took the chair and started smashing it on the man again and again. Since the man was defenseless, he soon fainted from the blows. The manager and the staff were all shocked and she stammered in disbelief, "What... what did you do? Did you just beat him up? You guys are finished, I tell you. Finished!"

The manager panicked. This wasn't any random customer, this was a big boss! And here he was, being beaten up that easily? Chuck must be dumb to do it. Did he not know that the man could easily order his death with just a word?

Chuck put down the chair and walked to the manager.

With a crisp sound, Chuck slapped her right across her face and the manager fell to the ground, yelping in pain. Then, Chuck left the place straight away with a visibly dumbfounded Yvette. His priority now was to interrogate Yvette. Why was she working part-time here?

"Trying to leave after beating someone up?" The manager struggled and got up. She would be in big trouble if she let Chuck leave just like that.

She ran over and tried to grab Chuck to stop him from leaving. Chuck responded with a roundhouse kick right in her abdomen. After learning the art of boxing for a while, women like her were nothing but appetizers to him.

"Ouch!" The manager screamed and rolled on the ground, "Someone, stop them!"

However, the other salesmen didn't dare to come forward. Whilst they were looking around for someone to volunteer and step up first, Chuck had already arrived at the door with Yvette.

Right at that moment.

The door opened and a stern-looking woman walked in. When Chuck saw her, he frowned. What did she come here for? To buy a house?

It was Quinn Miller. Chuck was surprised that she was here. Was she also attracted by the houses here and was hoping to make a smart investment?

Quinn took out a card and announced, "I'll buy the rest of the houses!"

The sales department's salesmen were frozen in their shoes. What type of people were coming today?

Quinn sounded harsh as she repeated herself again, "Didn't you hear me? I want to pay!"

The manager got up with her hands still clutching her stomach. She quickly ran over to Quinn to attend to her, glaring at Yvette and Chuck on her way, as though she was going to settle things with them later. She tried to flash her best smile, but the slap from Chuck just now made her expression contorted. Quinn frowned and ordered, "Not you!"

"I am the manager here." The manager said awkwardly. She could see that Quinn was dressed in branded clothes that cost up to hundreds of thousands of dollars. The bag Quinn was holding was also proof of her wealth since it was a limited edition bag that cost millions of dollars. She definitely had the ability to purchase all the property here, so the manager was determined to treat her with utmost respect.

She was definitely more esteemed that Yvette and Chuck!

Quinn scoffed, "So what if you're a manager? Get me someone else, now!"

The manager's face flushed with embarrassment. She had no choice but to call over someone else to attend to Quinn. In a jiffy, someone calculated the total amount payable and handed the bill over to Quinn. She just took one look at it and handed her credit card over to them.

Soon, the whole process was completed. The manager was shocked. How could she be so rich? Everything cost over a hundred million dollars!This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

The other salesmen were also dumbfounded. Such a rich woman was rarely seen.

Yvette was especially surprised. She knew that there were still more than forty suites left, but Quinn had managed to purchase all of them. How much would all of them cost?

Chuck didn't bother to pay any attention to her. This woman was crazy. How could she buy so many houses at once?

Chuck was about to leave with Yvette, but was once again stopped by the manager who shouted at them, "Stop! Don't even think about leaving today!"

Were they playing around? Did they really think they could leave after beating that influential boss up?

At that moment, Quinn said, "That man is an eyesore. Throw him out."

The assistants whom she had brought with nodded and quickly tossed the unconscious man out. The manager was shocked, "Boss, he is..."

Quinn didn't even look at her. She walked up to Chuck and stared at him!

Yes!

Her former assistant said that the person who saved her was Chuck, but she didn't believe it. Therefore, she had her new assistants beat him up to see if he was lying, but he remained firm.

Quinn felt that something was wrong, how could it be him? She remembered that she woke up in a cheap 30-dollar motel in a tub of cold water. If it wasn't Chuck, how would others bear to treat her like that?

The more Quinn thought about it, the more disgusted she felt. How could she be saved by the person she hated? She even touched him!

She had an impulse to beat Chuck up as well, but she hesitated. Although she was put off by the idea, Chuck did save her anyways!

If she beat him up, wouldn't she be returning kindness with ingratitude?

She was extremely conflicted. After pondering over it, she decided to return the favor.

Yvette's eyes were glassy. She didn't know this woman, but why was she staring at Chuck like that?

"Was it you?" Quinn stared at Chuck and asked. She was both nervous and disgusted. If it really was Chuck, she would really feel sick because that would mean that the person she was having a wet dream with all this time was Chuck.

"What 'was it me'?" Chuck did not want Yvette to misunderstand. If Yvette knew that Chuck had saved Quinn who was drugged at that time, she would definitely suspect that something had happened. However, Chuck really did nothing.

"I found the assistant. He said it was you who saved me," Quinn said.

"You're crazy, I don't know what you're talking about. Do you think I would save you?" Chuck shook his head and would not admit to it. He regretted helping her out of taking pity for her that day. He should have just let her be taken advantage of!

Quinn's eyes were as cold as ice. She was also doubting that Chuck would save her.

However, Quinn could tell that Chuck was too composed. It must be him! Quinn was both disgusted and conflicted that he saved her.

Quinn said, "I don't like to owe people a favor. Since you're here to buy a house, I've bought all the houses here so you can pick 20 suites!" This was the only reason why she was here.

Yvette froze.

The other salesmen were also stunned, and their chins almost fell to the ground. Twenty houses? This was a gift that cost than 60 million dollars?

The manager's eyes widened in disbelief. Was Chuck really that influential for a woman to willingly give him 20 sets of houses?

Chuck frowned. Why would he want her to offer him houses? He shook his head and refused, "You're mistaken. I'm not the one who saved you so you'd better go and find someone else... Honey, let's go."

Chuck left with Yvette but was once again stopped by Quinn as she said, "Stop, it's definitely you. It's an eye for an eye here, and I don't want to owe you anything. Tell me, what do you want?"

If he didn't want a house, fine! She could always give him money, right?