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Chapter 615
In a rental house along the coastal town
The house was a mess The table was littered with fast food boxes from the day before yesterday
The weather was no longer as hot as it was in summer, and the climate in coastal areas was humid it was cold at
night, so there was not a single fly hovening around
The phone on the table next to the bed lit up, and Yonck picked it up to have a
The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts to the brim look at it
He had a bad hangover, and he came to his senses abruptly after seeing something on his phone He sat up and
stared at the extra $15
0,000 in his account
Yonck’s hand that was holding his phone was shaking He rubbed his eyes and took another look at it. The extra
$150,000 was still there in his account
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe logged into his bank account and found that the money had been transferred about an hour ago
Yorck snapped out of his trance when he heard someone knocking on the door. He put on his trousers and went to
open the door
Madam Vanderbilt pushed the door open and forced her way into the house “Hah, so you’re hiding here!” “Mom?
How did you get here?” Yonck’s face sank when he saw Madam Vanderbilt. Then he saw his son walking into his
house with a suitcase.
After scanning around the house, Hector asked disdainfully, “Dad, didn’t you have money already? Why are you
staying at a place like this?
“What do you mean?” Yorick was confused.
Before he could say anything, Madam Vanderbilt pointed at him and scolded, “You heartless b*stard! You still want
to lie to me? Those loan sharks have called me and told me that someone has paid off the debt for you, and now
you’re still saying that you have no money?”
Yorick was stunned.
He thought he was dreaming
‘Someone has helped me to settle my debt!?”
Then, he thought of the extra $150,000 in his bank account. Who gave him the money? And who paid off his debt?
However, he did not tell Madam Vanderbilt about the extra money in his bank account. After all, he knew his
mother very well, and he knew exactly what she would do once she found out that he had the money.
He walked to the table and began cleaning the rubbish. As he threw them into the rubbish can, he said, “I don’t
have money, and I don’t know who helped me pay off the debt” “Stop lying!”
“I’m not lying!” Yorick threw the rubbish can on the floor. He shot to his feet and looked at his mother. “Is money all
you think about? What about me? When those loan sharks were hunting me, did you ever help me?”
“That’s your own fault. After all, you were the one who got addicted to gambling.” Madam Vanderbilt replied
matter-of-factly
Yorick let out a laugh and said, “I was the one who worked tirelessly to keep the hot spring hotel running. You were
the one who wanted to sell it. After you sold the hotel, you only spent $23,000 to fund Hector’s lawsuit. I would be
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmgrateful if you gave me $60,000 to pay off my debts
“All you’ve ever cared about is yourself and your grandson. You’ve never cared about Stephen or me. After Stephen
died, not only did you not moun for him, but you even went as far as trying to claim his assets for yourself. It’s truly
sad to have a mother like you.”
His words angered Madam Vanderbilt “I have never cared about you? When the hotel was investigated for money
laundenng, it was me who went around and asked for help. If not, do you think you could get out of jail so soon?
Also, is it wrong for me to care about Hecky ? He’s your son!”
“Yes, I was arrested back then, but it wasn’t because of you that they released me. It was because of Maisie and
Mr. Goldmann!”
Madam Vanderbilt was stumped.
Yorick took a cigarette from the packet on the table and went to bed. He lit it up, calmed down, and said, ‘If we
didnt try to get Vaenna from Stephen, the police wouldn’t have investigated our hotel, and we wouldn’t have had to
shut it down. It’s all your fault”
He took a long drag from the cigarette. The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. If he hadn’t tried to
get Vaenna from Stephen, he wouldn’t have been influenced by Leila, and Yanis wouldn’t have died. The hot spring
hotel wouldn’t have shut down, and he would not have taken the path of gambling for money.
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