My Billionaire Mom

"Ah!" Sylvester cried.

The moment Sylvester's foot extended, he felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. He looked around and saw Willa's hand grabbing his shoulder. Her grip was very painful!

"Willa, what are you doing? Are you going to hit me? Don't forget that my dad is your- ah..." Before Sylvester could finish his words, Willa put forth her strength and threw Sylvester on the ground. It was so painful that Sylvester almost blacked out.

Queenie was shocked. This was a big man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall. How could he be thrown onto the ground just like this?

"If it weren't for Uncle, I would have gotten you killed a long time ago," Willa shook her head.

Her cold voice terrified Sylvester.

He couldn't meet Willa's eyes at all. The look in her eyes was too frightening.

He got up from the ground. "Willa, I look forward to how you'll explain this to my father."

Sylvester was going to call his father over. "He thought, "Was that a joke, Willa? My dad is your elder, yet you dared to raise a hand on me? Even saying that you would get me killed?"

Willa stared at him intently with her beautiful eyes, Sylvester trembled and stepped back. "Willa Logan, you dare to hit me again?"

"What's going on, Chucky?" Willa turned to Chuck and asked gently.

Chuck told her about what had happened. Willa nodded and walked towards Sylvester. "Do according to what Chucky said."

"Willa, how dare you! My dad is your... Ouch!" Before Sylvester could even finish his words, Willa pinched his neck. Sylvester was terrified and felt the fear of death.

"It's useless even if Uncle came to your rescue. You shouldn't have tried to kick my Chucky, he's not someone you could kick. You're not even allowed to touch a single strand of his hair," Willa's voice was particularly cold.

It was a first for Chuck to see Willa like this. It was very different from her usual gentleness. Chuck noticed her fighting skills, and sure enough, Willa was a master at fighting. As long as she felt like it, even if it was someone like Sylvester, she could kill him right away.

"No, I'm sorry. Willa, I was wrong. I'll pay for it," Sylvester said forcefully.

Willa stared at Chuck. "How much do you need, Chucky?"

"Three million dollars should do," Chuck thought for a moment and said.

Sylvester was furious. Three million dollars?!

"Is it enough, Chucky?" Willa asked, her voice pleasant and gentle.

"Yes," Chuck felt that 1.7 million dollars were almost enough as compensation.

"Okay," Willa then stared at Sylvester with her stunning yet cold eyes. "Chucky says he wants three million, transfer it!"

Willa let go of him, Sylvester fell to the ground and coughed painfully. He got up and stared at Chuck, asking for his card number. Chuck asked Queenie to give Sylvester her card number instead, but Queenie was still in a daze. She shook her head and refused.

Chuck had no choice but to give Sylvester his card number. In less than a minute, there was an addition of three million dollars in the card!

"I've bought back my clothes. Don't you ask me to take them off again. If it weren't for Willa, do you think I would pay you today? You are not qualified to make me pay, neither does your mother!" Sylvester snorted and left.

Actually, Chuck wanted to stop him from walking away, but after some thought, he gave up since he got the money. Chuck asked Queenie for her card number, keeping the 1.3 million from before, Chuck was ready to give the remaining 1.7 million dollars to Queenie. He didn't want to see her doing a part-time job again, it was too tiring and difficult for her.

Queenie felt as if she was dreaming. Since Chuck insisted, she gave the number to him. Chuck then transferred the money to her, and Queenie's mobile phone received a message from the transferal. She was stunned. "Chuck, you..."

"It's okay, you deserved it," Chuck consoled her. He still felt guilty in his heart. Why was she in the bathroom that day?

"But," Queenie said as if she was in a dream.

"Keep it, it's okay," Chuck cut her off.

"Chuck, am I dreaming? Are you really a rich second generation?" Queenie muttered to herself.

"Well, yes," At this time, Chuck had nothing to hide.

"That's why a million dollars or so is nothing to me. Keep it, your sister needs it too, doesn't she?" Chuck asked.

Queenie bit her lip. When she heard Chuck's affirmation, she felt that the gap between them got even wider.

"Chuck, I'm going to head back to work now," Queenie said.

Chuck wanted Queenie to stop working part-time, there was no need for that now she received the money. Nonetheless, Queenie said, "It's Auntie's hotel, I'll have fun working here. Besides, I should help." Queenie thanked Willa and carried on to her work.

Chuck felt speechless.

"Chucky, let's have our dinner. I'm a little hungry," Willa said gently. She wanted to go back and rest early after dinner.

"Okay, Auntie Logan." Chuck felt hungry as well, so he returned to the table with Willa. After their meal, Chuck drove Auntie Logan home. On that day, the hotel was sure to be fully reserved, leaving no empty slots.

"This is the remaining money!"

After the banquet, Sylvester took out the card indifferently. This hotel, he would never come back for a stay, let alone banquets. He was never coming back.

But then, a gracious woman came over. It was Karen.

Sylvester frowned. "Who are you?"

Karen reached out and picked up the card. "Were you about to hit my son just now?"

"Oh, so you are Karen Lee," Sylvester sneered. "Why are you here? Are you trying to avenge your son?"

"The Xinos family is not profitable, otherwise, I would have bought it over just now," Karen said while fiddling Sylvester's card with her fingers.

"Haha! Your son brags, but as his mother, you brag even more. Do you know how much the Xinos family's company is worth? Do you want to buy it over? Do you even have the money?" Sylvester mocked. "Yes, in addition to a few companies, the initial estimation was about 15 billion. Now, a few years have passed, there is still about half left, and it will be worse next year. Your ability is unsightly," Karen said. Sylvester frowned and asked, "Did you investigate me?"

This was a matter of the Xinos family. How could an outsider know about it so distinctly? Sylvester was confused.

"I'm not interested in investigating you, the only one worth investigating is your father. But he's an elder of Willa, so I won't touch the Xinos family. But as for you, I can't guarantee," Karen continued to play with Sylvester's card.

Sylvester sneered, "You can't guarantee? What do you want to do to me? I'd really like to know."

Was there anyone who could lay a finger on him in the place? Sylvester thought.

Sylvester turned his head and was immediately scared out of his wits because there was a group of men in black staring at him from behind. Their murderous eyes were so terrifying that he had almost peed himself. "Who are these people?" He thought.

Even as a plutocrat, his back was sweating. Such a group of people, they're like killing machines, he had never been in contact with people like them before.

"What do you want to do? Kill me?" Sylvester was furious.

"Kill you? Do you think you're worthy to be killed by me?" Karen shook her head and said, "I just want you to know that you are not qualified to fight my son."

There was a kind of coldness that arose from the bottom of his heart. Sylvester's legs gave out and he sat on the ground, trembling all over. At this moment, he felt that he had offended someone that he should never have.

Chuck drove Willa home. He planned to go home as he didn't plan to do anything else due to his guilt towards Yvette. For the next day, he had decided to buy the land from Sylvester. As for the money, he would ask his mother for it the next morning.

He would then send Yolanda over to that land and see what could be done.

"Chucky, I'll drive," Willa said suddenly.

Chuck was surprised and he stopped at the side of the road.

"Chucky, come here," Willa said. Chuck nodded, he opened the door and went out. Willa shifted her body directly from the passenger seat to the driver's seat. Chuck, who had just come over, happened to see Willa's long and fair leg being exposed because of this movement. Chuck couldn't help but stare in awe.

"Chucky, get in," Willa said. Chuck came to his senses, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. His mind was full of images from moments ago. He couldn't help staring at Willa next to him. But unfortunately, the hem of her skirt had covered the scene from just now.

Willa drove off suddenly and it startled Chuck. He asked Willa, "What's wrong?" The speed was as if they're in a car race.

All of a sudden, their car got hit. Chuck frowned and turned around to look. He was shocked because there were about four cars driving recklessly behind them. The road they were on was quite empty the whole while, and it was just a suburban area they happened to pass by. What did these people intend to do?

Are they Sylvester's men?

Chuck was annoyed.

"Chucky, sit tight. These people are all looking for me. Sorry to get you into trouble," Willa felt upset. As she was eating earlier, she had already felt uneasy. Thus, she wanted to go home early. But it was useless, these people had already taken action.

Chuck shook his head. "Auntie Logan, are these people your enemies?"

Did someone dare to attack Auntie Logan? Did they have a death wish?

Boom!

The car behind charged forward again. Killing intent shot out of Willa's eyes and she increased her driving speed.

The car sped on the road!

But on the road, a forklift suddenly rushed out and blocked their way. Willa abruptly stomped on the brakes and the car skid to a stop. She looked back and found that the rear was directly blocked by the opponent's cars. They were surrounded!

Willa's eyes were cold, but she said gently to Chuck, "Don't be afraid, Chucky. Stay in the car and wait for me."

Willa opened the door as she spoke.