My Billionaire Mom

A minute later, Zelda Maine hung up the phone. She breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her head to look at the number on the screen. She felt a little warm in her heart after the call. She briefly spoke to Chuck Cannon just now. The first sentence he said was not out of surprise, anger, or even blame. Instead, he said only a few words after three seconds of silence. "Wait a minute, I'll be right there!"

Zelda felt warm in her heart. It was a big deal that she had to pay so much money for this accident. Perhaps all her savings and the revenue from her restaurant had to be emptied towards this. Unless she sold several restaurants right away, she wouldn't have enough money. She did think of selling the restaurants, but how could she sell them in a short time?

Chuck said that he would come soon, which undoubtedly comforted Zelda. At least if the amount could be lesser, then it would be easier for her to fork out the money.

"Mom, aunties, don't worry.... my boyfriend will be here soon." Zelda whispered.

"Alright..." Manny Lowe still couldn't stop her tears from falling. "My dear girl, I'm sorry, it's all our fault..."

"Yes, it's all our fault."

Zelda shook her head, and then she said to the receptionist, "Wait a minute, I have a friend coming."

The receptionist had no choice but to say, "Okay."

"Zelda, right?" The middle-aged rich man who was picking up the fragments on the ground looked up at Zelda.

"Yes, nice to meet you, Director Smith."

Zelda was very polite. He was a famous antique collector in the province. He has not only collected thousands of antiques, but also collected three rare luminous pearls. One of them was worth hundreds of millions. His wealth was beyond words.

"I went to your restaurant to eat a few times. I didn't expect that you still remember me." He said.

"It's my honor for me to remember you," Zelda said politely.

Manny and the other two looked at each other. The middle-aged man just spent two million on the broken pieces on the ground, which shocked them. All three of them realized that he was wealthy and powerful, but Zelda actually knew him?

Then... could he put in a good word for them? Perhaps he could convince the hotel owner to lower the compensation amount.

The woman with tight jeans thought in her heart,

In fact, when she suggested for Zelda to call Chuck Cannon, she was thinking of every possible effort to get them out of this mess. After all, she had no choice. It was impossible for her husband to raise so much money even from selling the company and their other property. She could only find another way. Therefore, there was no other way but to call Chuck.

She didn't believe that the plaza was Chuck's, but he could book such an expensive hotel for them. Perhaps there was some connection between him and the hotel owner!

She took Chuck as their last glimmer of hope, although she was already mentally prepared to be disappointed.

"Who's your boyfriend? I'm curious." The middle-aged man suddenly said.

"His name is Chuck Cannon," Zelda replied.

"Chuck Cannon? I've never heard of him. I only know that the hotel owner is very hard to deal with. It's very kind of him to ask them to pay 35 million for it. His temper is normally formidable," the middle-aged man said.

Zelda was silent. A formidable temper? Then what about Chuck? Could he convince the hotel owner? She didn't know. She only knew that the owner of this hotel was very rich. Would Chuck know him? The woman with tight jeans was completely disappointed by his words. Yes, this was a six-star hotel, and the boss's assets were at least in the billions. Even if Chuck was the owner of the plaza, was he powerful enough to convince such a wealthy tycoon?

She fell into despair again.

Manny Lowe sighed, and her tears were flowing silently. No matter who came to save them, it would be futile.

The middle-aged man put away all the debris on the ground, carefully making sure every last piece was well packed. He swept them together gently. He was relieved and couldn't wait to hire someone to piece them back together.

To some extent, he even thanked Manny and the other two. If they were not so silly, he would not be able to get his hands on this blue-and-white porcelain vase.

He was ready to leave happily, but at this time, a taxi stopped at the door. A young man got off the car and then walked in.

The middle-aged man was confused. Was this Zelda's boyfriend?

He didn't know him.

Zelda saw Chuck walking over and felt a warm jolt in her heart. "You're here."

Manny and the other two ladies looked at Chuck and sighed in their hearts. Did someone who would come over in a taxi... really own two cars?

The three of them were even more disappointed. They had no choice but to feel despair. The woman in tight-fitting jeans could not help but cry again. How could Chuck know the owner of this hotel since he did not even own a car?

Perhaps he had used all his money to book a room here, and he had no relationship whatsoever with the hotel owner. The last glimmer of hope in their hearts was shattered.

Chuck Cannon looked at the middle-aged man in surprise. He saw the broken pieces of blue-and-white porcelain in the box. He didn't say anything, but noticed that Zelda looked a little distressed, which upset him.

He walked over and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Zelda shook her head.

"Are you alright?" Chuck asked Manny and the other two ladies.

They were already in a daze from all their crying, and their eyes were dull. They did not answer.

The receptionist looked at Chuck and hesitated. "You're here to solve their problems, aren't you?"

Chuck nodded and said, "Yes, I have already sent someone to call your boss, but he hasn't answered his phone yet. I guess he will come in person later."

Since this hotel was reserved by Betty Bernard, when Chuck was on his way just now, he had called Betty directly.

"He'll come here in person? Young man, do you know how unpredictable the temper of the hotel boss is?" The middle-aged man, Director Smith, said doubtfully.

Director Smith had been in touch with the hotel owner for many years. He had a very cool personality, and he was very famous in the antique industry. Director Smith had also talked to him many times about buying his vase from him, but the hotel owner simply ignored it. Even if he were ever asking for help, it was really just for show.

He didn't think the young man in front of him would know such a powerful person.

"I don't know." Chuck shook his head. He had never seen this hotel owner before, and he didn't even know his name. How could he know about his character?

"Do you know him?" the middle-aged man asked again.

Chuck shook his head.

Manny and the other two were in despair. "Why did you come when you don't even know the owner personally?" They thought.

The woman with the tight jeans had collapsed on the ground. She cried hysterically. "It's over, it's really over. There's no hope anymore."

Zelda bit her lips and stared at Chuck. Her heart was still warm. "If you don't know him, then it's enough for you to come here already."

The receptionist was helpless. She thought that if Chuck knew the boss, there was still some leeway. But he didn't know him at all. Then what was the use of all of this?

The middle-aged man suddenly felt strange. "Young man, you said you don't know the boss, so who did you call?"

"Betty Bernard," Chuck said.

"Betty Bernard? I've never heard of this person. Forget it. Young man, don't bother. The most important thing now is to raise the money. Don't think about anything else. This boss would not give a damn about you at all." The middle-aged man shook his head and walked out with the broken pieces in his arms.

"Sir, what do you think..." the receptionist asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Wait a minute, your boss will come here in person," Chuck said.

"Stop it. You don't even know him. Why would he come over?" Manny shook her head and sighed. She was disappointed. She was really disappointed. He didn't even know the owner. Why did he brag? Did he come to see her make a fool of herself?

Chuck glanced at Manny and said, "Wait a minute."

"What are you waiting for? The boss doesn't care about you at all. He won't come over even if we wait for a day. You're just here to laugh at us!" The woman in tight-fitting jeans cried.

"Auntie, please calm down! Don't accuse him." Zelda was angry!

The receptionist was helpless.

At this time, the middle-aged man who walked out of the hotel was stunned. A customized Rolls-Royce pulled up at the entrance. A man in his early thirties came out in a hurry. The middle-aged man was stunned. "Oh, why Jay Yates isn't the owner of this hotel?"

"Hey, Mr. Yates, how..." The middle-aged man raised his hand to greet him, but Jay Yates simply ignored him. He passed by him and walked in directly. The middle-aged man was helpless. He followed Jay doubtfully. Who was he looking for?

He saw Jay speak loudly, "Who is Chuck Cannon?"

There was a hint of politeness in his tone, and the middle-aged man was stunned.