My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 189

Quinn asked in disbelief, "The plaza is yours?"

The assistant covered his stomach and laughed at Chuck, wondering why he was so arrogant. How could he say such shameless words?

The assistant scoffed, "Isn't the owner of the plaza Wilbur Wendel? Do you really think that I am deaf? Wilbur said that you are just a lowly manager, a person he could fire at anytime. Just because you helped him buy a building doesn't mean that you can act so arrogantly. You're just a dog who helps its owner run errands, so how dare you be so thick-skinned?"

At least back up your claims if you want to pretend!

Quinn frowned and glared at Chuck, "Get out of here. Do you hear me?"

Chuck glanced at her, took out his mobile phone and continued, "There was a missed call just now. It should be your number, right?"

The assistant sneered, "Stop faking it. You think you can use this as an excuse to get out of here? I've seen too many pretentious tricks like this"

Chuck didn't say anything and just dialed the number. The phone started ringing in just 10 seconds.

The sound rang out loudly in the parking lot.

Quinn felt the ringtone to be particularly piercing. Her expression changed slightly, and her assistant was also stunned. What was going on? Did he really just call them?

Quinn stared at the assistant. Confused, he took out the mobile phone and looked at it. He was shocked to see that the caller was the plaza manager.

"Boss, we got the wrong number, right?" The assistant was confused.

They figured that it must be because the manager didn't feel comfortable providing them the plaza owner's number.

They weren't just going to believe that he was the plaza's owner.

Quinn grabbed onto the phone, glared at Chuck and said, "It's just a phone call. Why should we believe that you're the owner of this plaza simply because of one phone call?"

Zabrina wouldn't lie to her. She just said that Wilbur was the plaza owner, so he should be.

The man in front of them was just Wilbur's assistant.

How could he be the owner of the plaza?

She was absolutely not going to believe it.

Chuck hung up the phone. He knew that the unique number definitely belonged to Quinn.

"Don't believe me? It doesn't matter. You will believe it soon," Chuck said as he took the elevator up.

"Boss, let's go. This guy is faking it and he said that on purpose. He is afraid of losing face, and that's why he slipped away," The assistant said. He was even more certain that the reason why Chuck managed to call them was because the beautiful manager just now gave them the wrong number.

"What is there to believe? Chuck just found an excuse to run away!

Quinn frowned. After a moment of silence, she nodded and said, "Get the car."

Indeed, she did not believe the person who had peeped under her dress.

The two turned around and they were ready to leave. However, the elevator stopped on their floor again.

When the doors opened, Chuck walked out with some documents in his hand.

The assistant was stunned for a moment and thought that he was still trying to show off.

"Here." Chuck handed over the documents in his hand. Quinn frowned and stared at Chuck. She opened the documents impatiently and carefully glanced through them. This was the transfer contract of the plaza signed by Harold Wendel and Chuck Cannon...

Harold Wendel was Wilbur Wendel's father?

Quinn was instantly dumbfounded. She thought she was dreaming. The plaza was his!

Looking at the signature on the contract, the assistant was also shocked.

If it were true, he would have the absolute right to ask them to leave.

"Done reading? That's why I'm asking you to leave right now. You're not welcomed here," Chuck said as he took the contract back.

"What's going on? Isn't the owner of the plaza Wilbur Wendel?" Quinn still didn't believe it. She really liked the plaza, but if he was the owner...

Chuck said, "It's simple. Wilbur wants to date Zabrina, so I did him a favour."

Quinn's face turned sour. The plaza was really his!

Chuck said as he looked at Quinn, "Leave now! Or do you want me to ask security to escort you?"

"Since you are the boss, I'm interested in buying this place. Name your price," Quinn said. She didn't want to give up the plaza, nor did she want to be kicked out either.

She was determined to be the boss here.

"It's not for sale," Chuck shook his head and refused. Were they joking with him? He had no reason to sell it since it was profitable for him to continue business here. He would not let Quinn have her way that easily.

However, Chuck admired her for her exquisite taste in property.

"Why not?" The assistant was annoyed.

"Because I'm the boss here," Chuck said calmly.

The assistant was rendered speechless. He didn't know how to refute that.

"One billion dollars. If you agree, I will transfer the money to you right now." Quinn's tone was determined. Then, she continued, "One billion dollars is way more that the current plaza's worth."

"You're crazy." Chuck ignored her.

"1.2 billion dollars!" Quinn gnashed her teeth and blurted. She was eager to buy it and make him regret.

"If you enjoy asking people to sell their stuff, why don't you just sell yourself?" Chuck said.

Slap!

Quinn angrily raised her hand and was about to slap Chuck. However, Chuck was obviously not going to allow her to do that. He managed to grab her wrist.

"Let go!" The assistant shouted as he tried to save his boss.

Chuck glanced at him. Without a word, he lifted his leg and kicked him. The assistant covered his stomach and howled.

"What are you trying to do? Let go!" Quinn's eyes were filled with hatred.

The assistant covered his face with his hands, covering the resentment in his eyes. He deliberately wanted to touch Quinn just now and Chuck had figured it out.

Quinn glared at Chuck and said, "I will never forget what you did to me today. You'd better be prepared to scram!"

She limped to her car, opened the door, and went in. She couldn't sit properly because her butt hurt too much.

The assistant gritted his teeth and drove away with Quinn.

Chuck shrugged and thought, "You want me to get out of here? Well, let's see how you're going to buy the plaza if I get my mom to buy your company." Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

"Honey, why are you still here? Let's go home together... What's that in your hands?" Yvette Jordan asked from behind. She was a little confused because she saw the words "City Square" on the file.

Chuck was startled and hurriedly hid the contract in his hand. He said, "Nothing."

"Okay." Yvette approached him and thought it was probably a contract for his part time job at the plaza. She continued, "Honey, let's go home."

"Okay." Chuck sat in Yvette's car and put the documents away. He couldn't let her find out what was in the file yet.

The two of them left.

......

"Boss, what are you going to do now?" The assistant whispered.

"Take me to the hospital," Quinn said coldly.

"The hospital?"

"Are you deaf?"

"Okay."

Soon, they arrived at the nearest hospital. Quinn asked the assistant to wait in the car while she personally went to see the doctor.