Chapter 241


    Sylvester decided to teach this man a lesson because one like him was not worthy to be with such a


    stunner like Wi.


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    "If you''ve touched her, it''s as though you''re aiming for the moon and it would be such a reckless


    waste!" Sylvester thought angrily.


    Wi nced at him and said, "Bring me to your father."


    She was prepared to greet Sylvester''s father, express her wishes to him, then have a meal with


    Chuck at that corner table they were at just now.


    She wasn''t interested in having another conversation with Sylvester.


    "Okay, this way, please." Deep down, Sylvester felt furious.


    "Chucky,e in with me," Wi turned to Chuck and said.


    Of course, Chuck had no objection and followed after Wi.


    Sylvester frowned, "Who is this?"


    He couldn''t allow Wi to bring someone else right in front of his eyes.


    He must teach him a lesson!


    "My nephew, Chuck Cannon," Wi replied, she was no longer gentle.


    Only then did Sylvester smile. He thought in relief, "So, he''s her nephew? That''s what I thought, no


    wonder this br*t is lucky enough to be able to get close with Wi."


    After all, it was rare for ordinary people to meet Wi.


    "Okay, pleasee in," Sylvester smiled. The sight of Chuck was now a little more soothing to his


    eyes.


    "Don''t try anything funny on him. Even if I don''t do anything, his mother would make you suffer!"


    Wi''s voice was cold as she warned. How could she not notice Sylvester''s hostility towards Chuck


    just a moment ago?


    Sylvester frowned and asked, "Who''s his mother?"


    "To be honest, you are not qualified enough to know," Wi shook her head. If it weren''t for


    Sylvester''s father, Wi wouldn''t have said a word to him, even if she were to meet him face to face.


    Her words made Sylvester angry, but he was wary of Wi, so he didn''t express his temper.


    However, it made him feel unhappy again as he stared at Chuck.


    "Chucky, let''s go in," Wi''s tenderness resurfaced when she spoke to Chuck.


    "Yes, Auntie Logan," Chuck followed after Wi. Just then, someone came out of the room. It was


    an old man in his sixties or seventies who seemed to be in good spirits.


    "Wi, you came," the old man looked happy. To be frank, he had little to do with Wi, at most to be


    considered a distant rtive.


    "Yes, Uncle," Wi smiled and greeted.


    "It''s rare for you to show up. I can''t believe you actually came to this ce, I assume you are here


    for business?" The old man was surprised.


    "No, my nephew took me around to have fun, I was just following him. Chucky, this is Master Xinos,"


    Wi then turned and said to Chuck.


    "Master Xinos," Chuck was polite. That was how an elder should be treated.


    "Great! Youngsters these days are truly something!" The old man smiled.


    "Uncle, happy birthday. I brought him here to discuss something with you," Wi did not beat around


    the bush.


    "Tell me then, Wi," The old man said.


    Wi asked, "Don''t you have a piece ofnd over there? Do you have any intention of selling it?"


    "Wi, do you want it?" The old man was startled at her question. He wasn''t intending to sell the


    land. He was going to save it for building constructions. But since Wi mentioned it, he would


    definitely agree.


    After all, Wi was so sessful now but she was still so polite towards him. It was rare!


    "Yes, I want it," Wi said.


    "What? I tried to sell it to youst time, but you rejected me. Could it be him who wants it now?"


    Sylvester spoke up as he was not pleased. He red at Chuck.


    The old man stared at Chuck again. He didn''t know this young man, but thend was worth seven


    to eight hundred million dors. Wi could have taken the money out easily, but could this young


    man do the same?


    Of course, if Wi was nning to buy it for him, it would be another case.


    But if she was not nning to, it would be quite difficult for this young man to afford to buy thend.


    This was what the old man thought.


    Wi nced towards Sylvester and said, "Yes."


    "That piece ofnd costs up to seven to eight hundred million dors. If you are not going to help


    him, will he be able to afford it?" Sylvester asked.


    "He can afford it," Wi replied nonchntly.


    Her reply surprised the old man. Sylvester stared at Chuck and scrutinized him. "Young man, who


    are your parents? Seven to eight hundred million dors is no longer a small project. If you''d like to


    buy it, you have to pay it off at one go. We won''t ept any divisions."


    "I can afford it. You just need to sell it to me," Chuck wasn''t bothered. Auntie Logan was an expert in


    this field, he was confident that it would not go wrong if she asked to buy it.


    Chuck didn''t want to miss the opportunity, therefore, he could only ask his mother for money. At the


    beginning of his business empire, he still needed some essential investment.


    "He''s that capable?" Sylvester thought and got even more upset. But since Wi was here, he didn''t


    dare to say anything. After all, Wi''s wealth was a terrifying figure even to the Xinos family.


    He discussed the matter with his father, but of course, the old man agreed since it was Wi who


    had asked for it.


    "Okay,e to my office for a conference tomorrow," Sylvester nodded and felt the unease building


    up in his heart. He thought, "If it weren''t for Wi, I wouldn''t have sold thend to you. We, the


    Xinos family, have got plenty of money on our own!"


    Chuck had no objection. When he heads backter, he would just inform his mother.


    "Uncle, I''ll leave you to your affairs. We''ll mind for ourselves," Wi said.


    The old man smiled.


    Sylvester said, "It''s ready now. We''ve prepared a lot of good dishes today, make sure to eat more."


    "It is needless to say that the dishes here are delicious," Chuck responded in certainty. This was his


    mother''s hotel after all.


    Sylvester was pissed at Chuck''s attitude. He retorted in his heart, "I''m talking about the hotel and it''s


    none of your business. If it wasn''t delicious, why the h*ll would I have chosen this venue?"


    "It seems that you are a regr here, young man," Sylvester then smiled insincerely.


    "Of course," Chuck said. But, he kept the fact that this was his mother''s hotel as a secret.


    Sylvester added, "Well, we''ve asked for a variety of dishes. Even if you try each dishes every time,


    it''s unlikely that you''ve tried all of them."


    "I will. Auntie Logan, Let''s go over there," Chuck was hungry and he was ready to fill his stomach.


    Wi followed after him with a faint smile.


    "Dad, who is that br*t?" Sylvester asked unhappily.


    "Sylvester, why haven''t you changed your attitude? He is Wi''s nephew, do you think he would be


    poor?" The old man sighed. He was really helpless, but he only had one son. However, this son of


    his was a disappointment. He only knew how to indulge himself in pleasure and fun while looking


    down on everyone else.


    Having brought up such a son, something bad will happen sooner orter!


    Sylvester was even more upset. "Dad, what are you afraid of? Aren''t you Wi''s uncle? How would


    she dare to do anything against you? And so what if I looked down on him? What can Wi do?


    Does she dare to make a move against me?"


    "Sylvester, it''s effortless for Wi to do anything against our family. But she hasn''t done it so far


    because she still takes me as her elder. Don''t cross her line, otherwise..." The old man sighed and


    lectured.


    "Otherwise what, Dad? You''ve been overthinking. Wi respects you a lot, even if I stomp on that


    br*t now, she won''t do anything about it." Sylvester knew clearly that Wi respected her elders.


    Even if he had done anything, she would turn a blind eye for his father''s sake.


    Sylvester stared at Chuck''s figure from afar as he thought, "Fine, let''s see if you can put out seven


    or eight hundred million dors at once tomorrow."


    "Humph!"


    The old man sighed even harder, this son of his was truly hopeless. Wi had her boundaries as


    well, and he was just a distant rtive who was somehow rted to her. He only hoped that his son


    would not do anything excessive, otherwise, his words would be useless once Wi truly got angry.


    Chuck drank some water and went to the bathroom.


    Wi waited for him. As the birthday party was about to begin, her eyes moved around and she felt


    a little uneasy. Were those people going to appear again? But it should not be, this was Karen''s


    hotel. No one could cause trouble in Karen''s ce!


    "What are you doing? You can''t even serve wine, does this hotel only have useless waitresses like


    you?" Sylvester, who was heading towards the bathroom, was angry because a girl had knocked


    into him and spilled red wine all over his expensive suit.


    Turns out, the waitress was Queenie who came to work part-time. But it wasn''t her fault. It was


    Sylvester who bumped into her as he was too distracted by pretty girls around him.


    "Get out of here!" Sylvester scolded. It was his father''s birthday party, and he didn''t want to cause a


    hassle.


    "Yes, sir," Queenie nodded in a grievance. She carried the tray and went to the back to clean up the


    mess.


    However, Sylvester found that his suit was destroyed. He got angry and barked, "I want to see your


    manager. My suit is worth more than a million dors!"


    Queenie was terrified. Such expensive clothes? "I''m sorry, pleasee over here. I''ll wash it for


    you."


    "Sh*t. Can I still wear it after you''ve washed it? Are you even qualified to wash it? Get your manager


    over. If it wasn''t my dad''s birthday party today, you''ll be a piece of dead meat. Right now!" Sylvester


    scolded.


    Queenie was so frightened that her tears welled up. It was worth over a million dors, how could


    she afford topensate?


    At this time, Chuck came out of the bathroom, and he saw Queenie in tears. He was shocked, then


    he walked over to her and asked, "Queenie, why are you here?"


    Queenie was stunned to see him and her tears fell even harder. Chuck approached her with an


    aching heart. Heforted softly, "It''s okay, it''s okay. What''s wrong?"


    "I, I..." Queenie sobbed.


    Sylvester scoffed. Chuck was acquainted with a lowly waiter? Hah! He spat, "It''s okay? She''s your


    friend, isn''t she? She spilled red wine all over me just now. This is a hundred and thirty million dor


    suit, and it''s custom-made. Thinking about what you should do!"


    He then said in his heart, "If it weren''t for the fact that you''re Wi''s nephew, I would have sent you


    a kick long ago!"