My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 234

Regine Johnson thought about it over and over again. There were only two possibilities. First was that Chuck Canon was so charming that President Miller did not hesitate to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to please him.

But was it possible? After Regine thought of this idea, she quickly brushed it off. How many men could one find with hundreds of millions of dollars?

And how was Chuck charming?

Then there was another possibility that Regine thought was unbelievable.

Could it be that... Chuck was indeed from a rich family? Therefore, for the sake of her company, President Miller gave hundreds of millions of dollars to him so that her company could develop better. This seemed to make sense.

But could that really be possible?

Regine's mind was all over the place. If Chuck really was from a rich family, then did that BMW 7 Series really belong to him? Also, did he really own a plaza?

Regine shook her head. No! There was no way!

She was Chuck's classmate for three years in high school. He couldn't be more than a loser. He didn't look like he came from a rich family either. How could his family be rich?"

Wesley Johnson looked at Chuck again. He was right!

"No, thanks." Chuck was speechless. What on earth was Quinn Miller trying to do?

Did she really want to give him this street? He only saved her twice. Was she doing this because of that? Quinn really did stay true to her promises!

"Suit yourself then." Quinn's expression did not change. She knew that Chuck would definitely refuse it. He was not short of money. Of course, it would be best if he wanted it, then she would no longer owe him anything.

"Do you have any plans, since you've just acquired this street?" Of course, Chuck only asked the question because of Zelda Maine. If Quinn had other ideas, then Zelda would not be able to continue operating one of her top restaurants here.

"What do you want to ask?" Quinn asked.

"The lease of Zelda's restaurant has expired. I want to ask..." There was no need for Chuck to hide it. He could just say it directly.

"No." Quinn shook her head.

Chuck was speechless. She was so straightforward.

She was even more difficult to deal with than Regine.

"However, if you sell your plaza to me, then I will renew the lease for her." Quinn continued.

Chuck shook his head. The plaza was starting to make good returns, and it would only continue to make more money. Hence, he would not sell it!

Regine, who was next to him, was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped. "What? Did President Miller just asked Chuck to sell his plaza to her?

In other words, Chuck really had a plaza?

Which meant that he really was from a rich family?

Didn't he have a sugar mommy? Was that beautiful woman really his Auntie Logan?

Did she really misunderstand him?

"The plaza? It seems that this young man is really rich..." Wesley sighed with emotion. He knew how much a plaza cost.

This young man was still so young and yet he owned a plaza. His parents must be filthy rich.

"Dad, do you know his parents?" Regine was at a loss.

"I don't know, but he has a plaza, and President Miller, whose family's net worth is about ten billion dollars, treats him like a king. Do you think that his family's net worth is lesser than President Miller's?" Wesley said.

"What? Dad, do you mean that his family has ten billion dollars?" Regine was completely confused.

Wesley shook his head and continued, "They probably have more than that. Let me tell you, President Miller had offered us ten percent higher than the market price for our street. If she were to buy over his plaza, it will definitely be also higher than the going rate. One plaza cost at least five to six hundred million dollars. Even if we add only ten percent, it is close to seven hundred million dollars and he has no interest in it at all. What does it mean? It means seven hundred million dollars to him was nothing.."

"Is he really from a rich family like l am?" Regine muttered to herself.

"Nope, Regine, he is much richer than our family. In his eyes, you are just rich. It's not a big deal." Wesley shook his head. There was a huge gap between them.

Regine muttered, "Dad, he just said that his mother is capable of buying over our company."

"What?" Wesley was shocked. He had spent so much effort on his company. If someone took a fancy to it, it would be over.

"Regine, what did you do? Why does his mother want to buy our company?" Wesley was sweating profusely.

"I..." Regine felt bitter. She regretted not believing Chuck when he said that he also came from a rich family.

She even humiliated him so many times!

"What do we need to do for you to renew Zelda's contract?" Chuck could only compromise.

Quinn did not speak, "Let me think about it."

"Don't forget that you still owe two nights," Chuck said in a low voice. He had no choice but to use this tactic. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

"I didn't forget." Quinn looked at Chuck with her beautiful eyes.

"If you renew Zelda's contract, then you no longer owe me anything," Chuck said.

"Should I thank you then?" Quinn shook her head and frowned. She turned around and walked into the car. Chuck was anxious and followed her to her car.

Regine was dumbfounded. How could Chuck and President Miller be so close?

"What are you doing?" Quinn was angry.

"Nothing. Don't forget that you stained my car the last time you were in there. I didn't even ask you to compensate me. I was so generous to you. Why can't you just renew Zelda's contract now? ... Hey, why are you blushing all of a sudden?" Chuck said in surprise. Quinn's face was unnatural when she heard the first sentence. Besides, she was so cold to him a while ago, and now her face had turned red all of a sudden. Was she angry with him?

"Shut up!" Quinn was ashamed and angry. How dare he utter such words! She got wet last time because she had dreamed about that.

Chuck was asking for someone's help. Of course, he had to be obedient.

"Get out!" Quinn's voice cooled down.

"Does that mean that you agree?" Chuck really did not want to stay here. After all, he hated Quinn. But for Zelda, he had no choice.

"Didn't you understand when I said that I am not going to renew her contract?" Quinn stared at Chuck with her beautiful eyes.

The reason she wanted to buy this place wasn't only because the business here was good, but also because she wanted to take revenge on Zelda.

Chuck was quiet. He was trying to find a way. But Quinn was too firm. Maybe it had something to do with Zelda. After all, Zelda had a grudge against Quinn, so it was normal for her to retaliate. Women were very unpredictable.

"Get out!" Quinn continued. Chuck glanced at her, opened the door, and went out without saying a word. Quinn frowned. He did not even dare to retaliate. Maybe she would have agreed out of annoyance if he was persistent enough.

"Drive!" Quinn closed her beautiful eyes and felt upset for no reason.

The car drove away slowly.

Quinn left.

Chuck was lost in thought.

"Young man."

Wesley came over and smiled. Chuck glanced at him. He must be Regine's father. "Hello, Mr. Johnson."

He had to be polite to this man.

"Please don't take my daughter's words to heart. She didn't mean it." Wesley said. He was worried that Chuck's mother would actually buy over his company just because she was unhappy. All his efforts would then go to waste.

Regine lowered her head without saying a word. She was confused because she had never thought that Chuck would have more money than her. Was this a dream? Why was she still dreaming?

"Don't worry about it." Chuck shook his head. He didn't actually remember what she had said.

"That's good. You guys should continue talking. Regine, I'm heading back to the office. I have things to discuss with President Miller." Wesley was relieved. Chuck's expression told him that he could rest assured.

Regine became more cautious once her father left.

Chuck was thinking of a way to break the news to Zelda. He didn't intend to take Regine to his plaza, because this street no longer belonged to her family. Why should he waste his time on her then?

Chuck walked inside.

"Chuck!" Regine shouted.

Chuck turned around and asked, "Can I help you?"

"Didn't you say that you were going to take me to your plaza?" Regine said, with a glimmer of hope in her heart.

"I don't have time." Chuck shook his head. Since Quinn was so determined, he had to find a way.

"Where is your plaza? I'll go and have a look by myself." Regine bit her lip.

"I thought you didn't believe me? Why do you want to see it now?" Chuck was confused. What was the point of going to his plaza if she didn't believe that he owned it?

"I... still don't believe it." Regine said in a low voice. How could he be way richer than she was? She didn't even realize it when they were in school.

"Whatever," Chuck said as he walked inside. He had no intention of convincing her again.

Regine was embarrassed, "You said you were going to take me there. Are you going against your words now? What do you mean by that? Just because you're richer than me does not mean you can look down on me."