Chapter 74
Chuck Cannon originally wanted to invite Zelda Maine to dinner. Since Zelda kept himpany at
the workshop the whole morning, he nned to treat her to a meal.
How could he allow her to pay for his food?
"So, are you avable tonight?" Zelda asked again in desperation.
Zelda was a little annoyed by all the nonsense chatter of her best friend, Quincy. Now things have
gotten serious. Her mother had heard the news and rushed over. She could only ask Chuck to keep
up with the act.
"I have a ss in the afternoon," Chuck said.
"Can you ask for leave?" Zelda asked, her voice full of apprehension.
Chuck hesitated. The session he''d be skipping this afternoon was Yvette''s ss. If he skipped her
period, she would be more annoyed. All the talk about carsst night had already aggravated her.
"What''s the matter?" Chuck asked with interest.
Zelda had no choice but to tell Chuck the reason why her mother was here. Chuck was surprised
after listening to it. Last time at Quincy Lowe''s birthday, Chuck had pretended to be Zelda''s
boyfriend, but it was no trouble for him at all. He even kissed Zelda twice at that time.
Now that Chuck thought about it, he already had wild thoughts running in his mind.
"Just this time, please help me. My mother is already on her way." Zelda pleaded.
Chuck had no choice but to ask Zelda to wait while he contacted Yvette to inform her about the
situation. Fortunately, Yvette picked up after two rings.
"You''re skipping ss, aren''t you?"
Yvette''s icy voice echoed loud and clear from the other end of the line. It was as if she already knew
that Chuck had something up his sleeves, or else he wouldn''t have called her.
"Uh, no. I just have something else to do."
"That still means you won''t be attending my ss. That is ditching schoolwork. Chuck Cannon,
you''re about to take the exam. Do you think you can pass?"
Chuck shook his head. He knew he wouldn''t pass the quiz, but he couldn''t admit that to her.
"Yvette, it''s just..."
"It''s your decision if you want to show upter or y hooky."
Chuck heaved a heavy sigh. Yvette had given her permission. "Thanks. I''lle to ss next time."
"That''s what you also saidst time," Yvette sneered.
Chuck could feel his ears turning red because of embarrassment. Did he ever say that?
"Thank you." Chuck was too flustered to say anything else.
"I don''t want your gratitude. Go and drive Zelda''s Land Rover!"
Yvette hung up, leaving Chuck bbergasted. What was Yvette thinking? Did she think he was
using Zelda''s car?
Zelda was all worked up. She called and asked where her mother was so she could make
necessary preparations for dinnerter. Zelda wanted them to dine in her restaurant since the
ingredients there were fresh and safe for consumption. However, her mother refused. "No, Quincy
mentioned that your boyfriend is an affluent man. I want to see how well off he is. Let him arrange
the dinner."
"Mom, what are you nning to do?" Zelda was on the verge of breaking down.
"Nothing, I just want to have a good look at him."
Zelda''s stomach was in knots. What could her mother want out of this? Zelda knew what was in her
mother''s mind. She must have thought Chuck was a con artist who wanted her money only.
However, Chuck could afford to buy the City Square on his own. It was worth hundreds of millions of
dors. Why would someone like Chuck want to deceive her? Her wealth could neverpare to
Chuck''s total worth.
"I''m almost at your restaurant. Remember, I''m not having dinner at your establishment. Let your
boyfriend decide."
Then her mother put the phone down.
Zelda became motionless. She groaned and tried topose herself. "How did it go?"
"I''m good. Let''s go," Chuck said.
"My mom asked you to decide where we''ll have dinner. But don''t worry, I''ll take care of the bill."
"It''s fine. I can manage."
If it was up to Chuck to decide, he thought that his mother''s hotel would be appropriate. It was a
five-star hotel, and the food and service there should be outstanding. Chuck asked Zelda about the
number of peopleing over. Zelda said that there would be five of them, including her mother
and two of her friends.
Chuck nodded in acknowledgment. He looked up Betty Bernard''s phone number and made the call.
After a few rings, he got through.
"Young Master," Betty answered politely.
"I have a few friends who want to stay over for a few nights. Can you arrange three presidential
suites for me?"
"Young Master, kindly hold on for a moment."
Betty immediately went to the front desk to inquire about the rooms. After checking at theputer,
Betty frowned. Due to several functions, the hotel seemed to be full of guests. The presidential
suites have prior reservations and wouldn''t be avable for one week. The rooms expected to
be vacant would be after two days.
Apart from the suites, all of the luxury and deluxe rooms were also reserved. There were only a few
single rooms left. The business of the hotel seemed to be booming.
"Young Master, I''m sorry, but all the presidential suites are unavable." Betty said apologetically,
"Can you please wait for a moment, Young Master? I''ll see what I can do."
It didn''t take her much effort to find a way. Chuck was indeed Karen Lee''s precious son.
"There''s no need for it. Are there any empty luxury rooms?" Chuck shook his head. He wouldn''t
want to affect the hotel''s reputation.
"There''s none."
Betty hesitated. Chuck had called her personally, and he was a valuable friend, so she couldn''t let
him down. "Young Master, do you think it''s alright if I make other arrangements for you?"
Betty thought that she could call in a favor. The standard there was also quite notable, and the
Young Master would still be satisfied.
"Sure, go ahead."
"Well, Young Master, please wait for a moment. I will call you againter."
"Alright. Is there any table reserved for us for dinner at the hotel?" Chuck inquired.
"Yes, definitely, Young Master. Don''t worry."
"Well, I''ll see youter."
"Sure.”
After hanging up the call, Chuck thought about meeting his ''mother-inw'' for the first time. He
would undoubtedly leave a bad impression if he drove a sports car since such a vehicle equated to
madness. He didn''t want his ''mother-inw'' to have the wrong notion about him.
He had to execute well. Chuck got out of his car, which surprised Zelda. "Don''t you want to drive?"
"This kind of car will make Auntie feel that I''m not mature enough. How can she be at ease to hand
you over to me?" Chuck smiled.
Chuck''s statement blew Zelda away. His words were a little too direct, but she did not hate it.
Chuck also felt that something was wrong with his words, so he added in a hurry, "Rx. I‘m just
kidding."
Zelda smiled awkwardly. "Let''s use my car then."
Chuck made no objections. He told Zelda that the hotel and the dinner venue were all set. Zelda
nodded in acknowledgment. Besides, she would handle all the expenses.
Before leaving, Chuck dropped by the store and greeted the manager, asking if he could park his
car there for an extra day. The manager politely consented. Chuck walked out of the building and
got into Zelda''s car.
Zelda drove Chuck to her restaurant.
At the entrance of Zelda''s restaurant, a Mercedes Benz slowly pulled up not far away from the
restaurant.
There were three women in their forties and fifties inside the car. One of them was Zelda''s mother,
Manny Lowe. She was the one sitting behind the wheel. Manny''s outfit made her look serious and
intimidating. Her two friends at the backseat seemed very different from her. They were gorgeously
elegant. They had the look of mature women but wore clothes like youngdies. One of them wore
a pair of stilettos, aviator sunsses, and her hair looked stylish, dyed to a bluish hue. She donned
a pair of hot pants, hiding her long legs that stretched for a mile while the other woman wore tight
jeans.
Their scents were abination of peach and vani, and an undeniable charm was evident in
their eyes. The air smelled like blooming flowers during springtime.
"Manny, how old is your son-inw?" The woman in tight jeans asked Manny.
"I''m not sure. I only know that he''s quite rich." Manny''s tone was gentle. She did not care about his
fortune. She just didn''t want her daughter to be involved with a cheater. Her daughter was almost 30
years old. Manny would always worry about her daughter while she''s single.
"What do you mean rich? A few million dors? Ten million dors?" The woman in tight jeans
couldn''t help asking.
"I guess it''s just about ten million dors," Manny said. Quincy Lowe didn''t tell her much. She just
dered that her daughter Zelda already had a boyfriend.
"Isn''t that too little? Zelda has close to billions of dors, right?" The woman in hot pants shook her
head.
"Almost."
"How can it be then? Zelda is such a smart girl. She should at least find a boyfriend who has
hundreds of millions saved."
"I think they''re on the same level. At least, it''s a perfect match. Don''t you think so?"
"My daughter doesn''t care about all this." Manny knew her daughter very well.
"That''s a big deal. I''ve watched Zelda grow up. She''s so charming and smart. Finding a guy like this
will be a great loss for her."
"Yes, I know some people here. I''ll hook her up with this guyter."
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While the two women chatted, Manny just being a mum. All she did was wait.
After a while, Manny saw her daughter''s car approaching. Manny opened the door and got out of
her car, and the two women also came out.
When they saw Zelda and Chuck, they immediately shook their heads. The woman in hot pants
said, "Why did hee here in Zelda''s car? He doesn''t own one?"
"Not even a car? Is he a swindler? He''s worse than being poor. He doesn''t have any money at all!"
The woman in tight jeans murmured.
When Chuck and Zelda came over, the two women looked even more surprised. "Manny, it''s over.
Is Zelda''s boyfriend a teenager? Is he still a student?"
"Of course, he is either studying or working. Sigh, I think this kid must have cheated Zelda. He
doesn''t even have a car, so he had toe here in his girlfriend''s car. He''s not someone Zelda
could count on. "
The two women looked at Chuck and were instantly displeased.