My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 147

On the top floor of Hotel Luna. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Karen Lee, who was sitting on a sofa, smiled and called Willa Logan of Central City.

"Did you say that Chucky invested in your movie?" When Willa told her about that just now, she was not surprised.

"That's right. The filming will start soon," said Willa.

"Well, how much did he invest? Chucky shouldn't have much money left," Karen asked.

"Quite a lot," replied Willa.

"A lot?" Karen smiled. She knew roughly how much Chuck Cannon had. It was possible that he had invested two to three million dollars, but for a literary film, that was okay.

"Well, he gave me all his money. Looking at him, I can see he's full of confidence," Willa said.

"Really?" Karen chuckled. Entering the entertainment industry was also Karen's idea.

"Yes, he's very confident," Willa added.

"Confidence is one thing, but when the movie records a loss, don't put aside some money just for him. That won't do," Karen said seriously.

She knew Willa's character was too gentle. When Chuck went to Central City, she did not expect Willa to dote on him so much. After all, Willa was only ten years older than Chuck. She was like a sister to him.

On the other hand, Willa insisted on calling Karen her sister.

"No, I won't," reassured Willa.

"Really?" Karen said.

"Hmm? Well, I did have this idea, but Sister Karen, if you say so, I won't do it," Willa explained.

Karen was skeptical. Really? She didn't believe it.

"By the way, I saw Chucky's wife Yvette. You must've gone to see her since you've been back for so long, haven't you?" Willa said.

"No," Karen shook her head.

"Why not?" Willa wondered.

After a moment of silence, Karen said, "Yvette's a fine girl. I knew about her since the first day she got with Chucky, and I've been paying close attention to her every move. However, I'm a little suspicious of her identity."

"Her identity? Sister Karen, what do you mean? Wasn't Yvette an orphan?" Willa's voice was full of surprise.

"It seems so on the surface, but who knows if there's anything else? You should know how many enemies I've had throughout all these years. At that time, Chucky's grandpa took Yvette home with good intentions. I meant for her to leave immediately, so I arranged for her to have nothing to worry about as a child. When she grew up, I'd give her some money to let her live on her own. However, as a kid Chucky liked this girl so much he did not let her go. The girl cried and made a fuss about it too. What could I do? I could only agree to let them stay together. Luckily, she's pure and she did nothing bad all these years. But as long as I don't know for sure who her parents were, I'll be restless, so I need to keep an eye on her," Karen elaborated.

"I understand what you mean, Sister Karen. But since you're so suspicious of Yvette, you might as well let her leave," Willa said.

Karen sighed and shook her head. "That's not good either. Chucky liked her from young. If I ask Yvette to leave without saying a word, he'll definitely hate me for it once he knows."

"Will he?" Willa was taken aback.

"I haven't been with Chucky for so many years, so I owe him a lot. I don't want him to hate me because of anything, so..."

Before Karen finished her words, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Karen said. Betty was no stranger, so even if she was on the phone with Willa, Karen would not avoid her.

Betty pushed the door open and came in with a very grim face.

Still sitting on the sofa, Karen saw her expression and asked curiously, "You look so upset. What happened?"

"Young Master went to a village, but he's surrounded by the villagers. They won't let him leave!" Betty said. When she received this call, she was very angry. How could they treat Young Master like this?

Karen's face immediately darkened. Anyone would dread to see her face right now!

She said to Willa on her phone, "Willa, let's talk again next time, I..."

"Well, go deal with Chucky. How dare they not let him leave? Do they want to die?" Willa's angry voice came through the phone.

"Right," Karen said before hanging up.

After hanging up the phone, Karen stood up from the sofa. "Let's go! How dare they stop my son? Call Squad No. 1!"

"Yes!" Betty took out her phone. "Squad No. 1, step out!"

Karen headed outside and Betty followed, to Betty's surprise. "Are you going in person?"

After all, Karen seldom went out now. It would be shocking for her to go out just this once.

"Well, unruly people come from poor backgrounds. I'm afraid something would happen to Chucky," Karen's eyes were unforgiving!

A minute later, a Rolls-Royce came out of the hotel parking lot, with Betty behind the wheels!

Moving at breakneck speed, they headed to the village.

Behind them, one by one, a line of all-terrain vehicles exited the parking lot and tailed closely. They resembled a long dragon, terrifying people at first sight!

The collective roar of the cars garnered the shock of many passers-by!

Every car was full of people, all with scary looks! Everyone who saw them from outside was awestruck.

In her own car, Karen said coldly, "Turn on satellite imagery. I want to see how many people have surrounded my son!"

Betty nodded. She worked on the phone as she drove.

Soon, a picture appeared on Karen's phone. It was from an American private satellite!

She saw a village with plenty of people surrounding Chuck. It seemed that they were still shoving him around. There were too many people, which made Karen's face grew darker.

"We're too far away from Chucky's location. Call Haider Carson – he's near there – let him deal with it first!" Karen said.

"Yes." Betty immediately dialled a number. She already stepped as far as she could on the gas pedal.

A long stream of cars sped across the road like a furious dragon harbouring someone's rage. This was Karen's rage!

......

Chuck protected Yvette and Queenie Carson who were behind him. These villagers were still fuming, surrounding the three of them.

Yvette was unfazed because Chuck was protecting her. Her heart was very calm. Chuck's eyes made her feel at ease. When did this boy, only a few years her junior, started to be able to protect her?

Yvette grabbed Chuck's arms, feeling reassured.

"Ingrate, you still want to leave?" A woman rushed over, grabbed Queenie by the hair and dragged her away.

Queenie burst into tears. "Auntie, let go of me."

"Let go? I've raised you for so long. It's okay if you don't repay me. But how could you let this out all on me? I found a rich husband for you but you don't want him, so now you're bringing this upon me? Ungrateful girl! Did you beat Master Cady up on purpose just to cause more problems for me? Don't

even think about it!" The woman dragged Queenie into the house with a ferocious madwoman's look on her face.

Chuck was so infuriated that he lifted his leg and kicked her. The woman fell to the ground with a screech, but she still held on Queenie's hair. Queenie was so much in pain and fell to the ground as well.

Chuck let out all of his rage. This evil woman really deserved to be beaten!

Chuck grabbed another leg of the broken chair on the ground and whacked the woman's hand with it. She screamed, "Someone hit me. Someone hit me...!"

In pain, the woman let go of Queenie. Queenie wept as she got up from the ground. "Chuck, I'm sorry."

Chuck shook his head. There was nothing for her to be sorry about.

"Ah, hubby." Yvette was scared now because many villagers took the opportunity to surround her. Chuck rushed over and hit them with the chair leg, pulling Yvette to his back.

"Ow! He's still hitting people! Get your tools, get your tools!" the villagers who were hit by Chuck yelled as they were beaten to the point of bleeding.

The other villagers were so angry that they grabbed whatever they could find and rushed over, as if they were going to beat Chuck to death.

Chuck stared at them coldly. There were more than a dozen villagers around him, but he had nothing to fear. He was not afraid of killing people.

While he just had a wooden stick, the other villagers were mostly armed, some of them wielding sticks or just their bare fists. They would outnumber him easily. Soon, Chuck found himself at a

disadvantage. He stumbled back, his shoulders and stomach aching.

"Kill him!"

"Yes, he beat up our people. Don't let him go!"

The villagers all thundered. As they rushed up, Chuck could not stand it anymore. He reached for the nearest person and whacked them, smashing up their stick and whacked again! Soon, a lot of the villagers were bleeding on their heads, howling in agony.

Thwack!

A villager raised his leg and kicked Chuck while he didn't notice, and he fell to the ground. As he laid there, the same villager charged at him and punched and kicked. Chuck's whole body was in pain. He hastily got up, picked up some bricks on the ground and hurled them at the villagers' legs.

"Ow!" a villager fell to the ground shrieking and the others dispersed.

"Who f*cking dares to come over? I'll smash them to death!" Chuck got up from the ground, his eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, he was like a lion, full of ferocity. Whoever came over, he would beat them to death!