As Christopher daydreamed about transforming ine into his perpetual cash flow, Lady Wilson entered the room, her expression dark and troubled.
Startled, Christopher sprang from his chair and eximed, “Mom, you’re back! How did everything go?”
With a huff of indignation, Lady Wilson replied, “The bank is about to initiate the bankruptcy liquidation process, starting next Monday. Once that begins, they will seize our house. Where is the eight million you promised? Why haven’t you sent it to me yet?!”
Christopher let out a hollowugh. “Mom, please don’t rush me. Didn’t I exin that the money is tied up in a fixed deposit? My fund manager is working to withdraw it as quickly as possible. I assure you, I’ll get you the funds—just be patient.”
Deep down, he wished to withhold even a single penny from her. However, a significant change in perspective had urred.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
He relied on Lady Wilson to inherit the hidden assets she had tucked away, which included millions in life insurance upon her passing, several million in jewelry she owned, and antiques belonging to his father valued at over twenty million.
Christopher knew his mother well. Those jewels and antiques were herst hope; she would never part with them to save thepany. Moreover, the location of these treasures was a secret known only to her. She had likely stashed them away long ago to ensure that when the bank and court came to seize thepany and its assets, they would remain undiscovered.
If he were to fall out with his mother now, there was a real chance she would disinherit him. Thus, he had no choice but toe up with that eight million dors!
Once Linda sold Charlie’s Thompson First vi, he could finally provide Lady Wilson with the eight million!
Though Lady Wilson couldn’t read his thoughts, her agitation grew as she listened to his excuses. “Chris, I raised you. I can tell when something’s brewing in your mind just by looking at you. Don’t even think about dragging this out to keep the money for yourself! If you don’t give me the funds, I’ll move to Jacob’s house tomorrow. When I pass away, I’ll leave my life insurance, jewelry, and your father’s antiques to Jacob! Don’t say I didn’t warn you!”
In a panic, Christopher realized his mother was threatening him with the inheritance. He rushed to her side, trying to soothe her. “Mom, what are you saying? I promised I would give you the money, and I will! I’ll have it ready for you by today or tomorrow at thetest, alright?”
Lady Wilson copsed onto the sofa. “Okay, then bring me the money right now!”
Christopher spread his arms, frowning. “Mom, I truly don’t have the cash at this moment… But don’t worry, I’ll have it for you by tomorrow!”
Before he could finish, Lady Wilson cried out in frustration, “Argh! Tomorrow, tomorrow! You ungrateful brat, how dare you keep throwing the word ‘tomorrow’ at me! I’ve raised you for nothing!”
Gently, Christopher patted his mother’s hand. “Mom, please calm down. There’s no need to shout. I genuinely don’t have the money right now; it’s with Hannah! She went out today to take care of some matters. I promise when she returns, I’ll get it to you noter than tomorrow!”
Lady Wilson stopped her tears and inquired, “It’s gettingte; why hasn’t shee back yet?”
“I’m not sure. She went to the bank and should be back soon…”
He then pulled out his phone and messaged Hannah, “Dear, where are you? Are you on your way home?”
However, there was no response.
Frowning in confusion, he said, “Mom, I’ll call Hannah now.”
When he called Hannah and put the phone on speaker, a system voice announced, “Sorry, the person you have called is unavable.”
“Huh, that’s strange. See, Mom? You heard it; her phone must be dead. I just can’t reach her…”<fn6ac5> Latest content published on FindN0vel</fn6ac5>
“Keep trying until you connect!” Lady Wilson snapped angrily. “Let me warn you, don’t try to trick me. Hand me the phone; I’ll call her myself!”
With a sigh of resignation, Christopher passed the phone to his mother. “Here, you can call her.”