My Billionaire Mom

Chuck Cannon, who was listening to the conversation in the room next to Yvette's was shocked to hear her firm declaration. However, the shock quickly turned into distress. How could he fail to expect this situation? After all, Yvette Jordan had managed to become a college professor. In addition, her grades were always top-notch, be it in elementary school or in university. In other words, she could easily decipher the situation and guess that Wilbur Wendel wasn't the baller!

Maybe she had already found out when she met Wilbur last time.

Chuck sighed. He had underestimated his wife's intelligence!

What should he do now?

He thought hard about how to resolve the situation. He knew that Yvette would definitely continue to find out who the 'baller' was.

However, he cleared his head and continued to listen to their conversation.

"Really? You haven't seen me before yet you're so sure to reject the possibility that I am the 'baller'. I have feelings too, you know." Wilbur sighed and pretended to stand up, as though he was going to leave. "But you're really not the 'baller'." Yvette shook her head. She was 100% sure that he was not the one.

But... she was confused. There was no need for the 'baller' to lie to her. At the same time, he looked pretty sad and sincere. Could she really be mistaken?

Wilbur saw an opening and quickly pretended to be disappointed, "I knew it, you must've thought that I would look handsome and charming like those idols you see all the time right? Now that you've seen me in person, you realized that I'm not who you thought I was, so you're disappointed and therefore you refuse to acknowledge my existence."

Chuck flashed him a thumbs-up. Wilbur often flirted with girls so he could tell lies readily.

Yvette shook her head and tried to explain, "It's not like that." She wasn't a flirt and wouldn't be easily tricked by handsome men. It was just a gut feeling she had. She then said, "I remember asking you about it when I met you last time. However, the feeling you gave me told me that you aren't the 'baller' who has been helping me all this time."

Wilbur chuckled, "Are you trying to say that I concealed it too well?"

"No, it's..."

Wilbur continued to ask, "I wasn't planning on revealing myself at that time, so of course I masked my expressions. Just think about it carefully, if I weren't the 'baller', how would your company be able to open a business here? Or renew your contract successfully? Do you think anyone else could've helped you with all this?"

His words reminded Yvette of all these. It was true since he was the boss of the plaza, it probably just took one word for him to help her renew her company's contract. Was he.... really the 'baller'?

Yvette suppressed her thoughts and looked at him warily. She sat down cautiously and asked once again, "Are you really the 'baller'?"

Wilbur shrugged, "Do you still not believe me? The first time I saved you was when you got drunk with the two other bosses in that hotel......"

Yvette was embarrassed at the mention of this. He must be the 'baller' then since he was able to speak about these matters so casually. However, why didn't she feel a tinge of gratitude towards him? Maybe... it was because they were meeting for the first time, so it felt different from chatting with him on Wechat.

At this point, Yvette was convinced. After all, he did point out an important issue. Who else could it be apart from him?

It would be best if she stopped dilly-dallying. He must be the 'baller' who had helped her all this time!

Yvette said apologetically, "Sorry for all the nonsense I had said just now."

Wilbur smiled back warmly at her, "It's fine, don't worry."

Chuck was relieved. Wilbur was pretty capable to be able to convince Yvette with just a few words. However, Chuck felt slightly uncomfortable since he was the real 'baller', not Wilbur. Chuck sighed and was slightly annoyed at himself. Why did he ever think of making Wilbur stand in for him?

He wondered what Yvette's reaction would be once she realized that she was wrong and that Chuck was the real 'baller' and not Wilbur.

"Let's order something." Yvette called the waiter over. The two ordered some food and Wilbur started chatting to her casually. Yvette was able to talk to him freely since she trusted Wilbur and treated him as a friend. She was bound to start revealing some of her worries.

Yvette sighed, "The company's business has been slightly better recently."

It was true. The two big bosses whom she had picked up the other day at the airport had sent their employees over for training in her company.

Wilbur started to draw her into his trap, "In that case, your business should be doing great! How's the profit this month?"

"There is profit, but it can't be used. The thing is..." Yvette sighed. She remembered how she had to pay nearly 500,000 dollars for the necklace in Central City. She was forced to turn to loan sharks to borrow money.

"Why? Don't worry, just tell me. We're friends, aren't we?" Wilbur was also curious.

Yvette was hesitant whether she should tell him. After all, there was no way she could tell Chuck about what happened in Central City.

Yvette stammered, "Well, I went to Central City and rented a necklace. But I broke it. That itself cost me nearly 500,000 dollars." She was pretty composed but she still felt a little remorseful. It would be great if Chuck was the one sitting opposite to her!

Chuck was especially surprised. She had never told him this before! He sighed, perhaps this was the reason she was forced to turn to usurers to borrow money.

If she had told him about this in the first place, Chuck would've helped her then and there.

Wilbur was confused and asked, "Why didn't you tell your husband about this?"

"I'm five years older than my husband. He's young, handsome, and... very kind to me. How could I tell him about this? I'm afraid that I'll be inconveniencing him and he'll hate me for it..." Yvette shook her head with a bitter smile. It was best if Chuck was kept in the dark about this.

She had already told him yesterday that she had borrowed a loan. There was no way she could let him know about all this.

Otherwise, Chuck would definitely think that she was materialistic and grew to hate her. It would definitely end with them separating, and Yvette didn't want that to happen. She was already used to Chuck by her side. If one day he wasn't there, how would she get used to the emptiness beside her? How would she ever be able to move on with life?

Wilbur was secretly envious. Who could ever bring themselves to hate such a beautiful and loving wife?

Chuck finally heard Yvette's deepest insecurities. He barely managed to hold himself back from barging into the room and assuring her. How could he ever hate her because of such a trivial issue? But if he rushed in now, Yvette would definitely feel guilty and wouldn't be able to face him properly!

"What happened then? How did you manage to put together the 500,000 dollars?" Wilbur asked. Chuck had told him all the details.

Yvette mumbled, feeling slightly relaxed after revealing what had been weighing on her mind all this time, "I... I got a loan and borrowed 700,000 dollars."

Only seven hundred thousand dollars? It was just as Chuck had expected. Yvette didn't really spend a lot, so 700,000 dollars was quite sufficient.

Wilbur continued asking her, "700,000 dollars? Why didn't you ask me for it?"

Yvette didn't know what to say. She couldn't tell him that she went to borrow a loan because she wanted to return him the money, could she? If she did, he definitely would not be willing to accept the 500,000 dollars she had transferred to him.

"I can handle it myself." She refused to say anything else. She couldn't possibly tell him that she had been duped by the loansharks as well, could she? She insisted, "Please accept the 500,000 dollars first!" Wilbur told her the exact same thing Chuck had asked him to say just now, "Just take it. You need it more than me now."

Yvette said earnestly, "No, the money is yours, so please just accept it. I'm really thankful to you for helping me so much!"

Yvette was truly grateful to the 'baller'. If it weren't for him, she would have been raped by those two men that day in the hotel... If that was the case, she would not be able to face Chuck at all.

She had been Chuck's wife ever since she was a child. However, what would Chuck think if she lost her virginity? Yvette was still afraid now that she thought about it.

They ate silently for the rest of the meeting. Yvette did not say much and left for work after she finished eating. Chuck took this chance to come over. Wilbur smiled at him and said, "You are very lucky to find such a wife."

Chuck also felt that he was very lucky to have grown up with Yvette and to have the chance to make her his wife.

"What are you going to do now?" Wilbur asked curiously.

What could he do? He could only transfer seven hundred thousand dollars to Yvette and ask her to return the money to the loansharks first..

Only then would she be able to continue with her business peacefully.

Chuck decided to transfer 700 thousand dollars to Yvette later that day. Since Yolanda Lane had enough money, he didn't have to ask his mother for it.

Wilbur said, "Alright. Anyway, since she believes that I'm the 'baller', just give me a call if you want me to continue pretending..."

Chuck nodded. After all, he most probably needed his help to stand in for him for a few more times. Wilbur chuckled, "Chuck, since I'm free this afternoon, I'll take you to a good place. I'm sure you'll like it..." Chuck, of course, understood the meaning behind his smirk. He was about to refuse him when the door to the room was suddenly opened, followed by a surprised voice that said, "Hubby, why are you here?" What? Wasn't Yvette going back her company? Why did she come back?