Chapter 345
When Chuck saw the unknown number, he shrugged nonchntly and answered the call. A clear
and crisp voice sounded, "Hello, is this Chuck Cannon, Mr. Cannon?"
"Yes, speaking," Chuck replied. He was surprised. The voice was cold, but the tone was quite soft
and soothing. Chuck guessed it should be a toughdy''s voice.
Thedy said, "Well, the things is, I''d like to meet you."
"Do I know you?" asked Chuck.
Thedy replied, "No, but we''ll get to know each otherter. Sorry, I haven''t introduced myself yet.
My name is Patricia Dawson, Aaron''s sister."
Chuck chuckled, he didn''t expect his family member to contact him so quickly. He hadn''t even done
anything yet. If Chuck were to give Aaron tens of millions or even a hundred million dors, Aaron
would have kept it. But normally, an ordinary person would not be able to get 2.5 billion dors
transferred in a few minutes. Thus, even if Aaron dared to ept his money, the Dawson family
would never.
However, Chuck didn''t have much time. He was still thinking of going to buy a G-ss Mercedes-
Benz.
"Are you free now? I''m at your za. I''d love to meet you," Patricia continued.
Chuck thought for a moment, since she was already at his za, how anxious must she be?
Thinking of this, Chuck decided not to buy a car on this day. Besides, he had already bought one for
Ynda.
He answered, "Okay, just a moment. I''ll be there shortly."
Patricia said, "Okay, I''ll be waiting."
After hanging up, Chuck informed Ynda that he was leaving and she was a little surprised to hear
that. Was Chuck not going to buy a car?
"Somebody is waiting to meet me at the za," exined Chuck.
"Alright," Ynda nodded. After all, she did not think that Chuck would''vepensated Aaron so
easily.
After a while, Heather came over and said that the car was ready. She asked Ynda to examine
the car to see if everything was suitable and in good condition. Chuck and Ynda went together. It
was a brand new car, hence, there were no problems with it.
After that, the car was ready to be collected. Ynda sat in the driver''s seat. Just as Chuck was
opening the door of the backseat and about to get in, Heather spoke, "Mr. Cannon, why don''t we
keep in touch on WhatsApp? You can contact me in the future if you want to buy a car."
Heather felt that Chuck was rich and powerful, and he could definitely bring her more customers if
they kept in contact.
Ynda blinked her beautiful eyes upon hearing her.
"Is that necessary?" Chuck shrugged in response. He thought that Heather''s body figure was pretty
good, but she wasn''t as pretty as Yvette or Ynda. She had a tiny waist, the professional attire she
was wearing showed her curves. She was attractive, but the downside was that she worked as a
salesgirl.
Chuck was not interested.
"Yes, Mr. Cannon. I can introduce a lot of cars of every model to you in the future," Heather
persuaded as she was anxious. She regretted not treating Chuck well in the beginning.
If she had a better attitude, would he have epted her request?
"No, thanks. I''m not nning to buy any car here in the future," Chuck refused right away.
Heather was disappointed. She had no choice but to send them off, "Mr. Cannon, take care."
Then, Ynda drove the car back to the za with Chuck.
"Hey, Heather, didn''t you add him on WhatsApp? He''s such a powerful boss!" A colleague came
over at this time and said. Something serious had happened in the store that day where a test-drive
car was involved in an ident. Not only did the person pay fullpensation, but he even bought
a Lincoln Navigator with cash. How rich he must have been!
"Sigh, perhaps it was because of my bad attitude just now. I feel that he doesn''t want to talk to me,"
Heather sighed.
Her colleague said, "He was generous. If he didn''t like your attitude, he wouldn''t have let you
continue serving him."
"Is that so?" There was suddenly hope in Heather''s eyes. After all, she had gotten to know such a
powerful boss, it might be easier for her to boost thepany''s sale in future.
"I think so," her colleague nodded.
Immediately, Heather''s eyes lit up with hope. When Ynda cameter to settle the car te
number, Heather would try to get Chuck''s WhatsApp again by then.
Then, her colleague asked, "Hey, Heather, tell us about what happened just now. How many
transfers did that person make?"
"Three in total. The first time was five hundred million dors, the second time one billion dors, it
was another billion dors in the end," Heather replied and felt that it was incredible once again.
She couldn''t understand the world of a baller!
Her colleague gasped, "Wow, he''s too well off. How nice would it be if he were my boyfriend!"
She added, "s, people like him wouldn''t even have a look at us even if we took the initiative."
Hearing this, Heather lowered her head and thought, she was in a good shape, would he not want
her if she took the initiative? She did not think so.
She had such a tiny waist and was attractive after all.
......
"Sister, is he trying to make fun of us? Why hasn''t hee yet?" Aaron was impatient. It had been
more than an hour since Patricia had made the call.
"You should be more patient," Patricia said. She had her eyes and had been waiting in a cafe at the
za.
Aaron was even more unhappy now and he said, "I think he''s doing it on purpose. A lowly person
like him, how dare he do this? If I..."
"What do you want to do? I just called that Chuck guy, and he spoke politely. Was it you who
provoked him in the first ce?" Patricia asked as she stared at her brother. She knew Aaron''s
personality very well.
"Why would I do that? I''m not that free," Aaron huffed in a murmur as he didn''t have the confidence
to lie to his sister.
"Yes, I think you were just too free. Do you think I don''t know your character? Why did you want to
buy a sports car? Who were you nning to chase after? Why can''t youmit to a rtionship
one at a time?" Patricia questioned. She really couldn''t get her brother. What was going on in his
mind? Was it that fun to y around with women? Aaron had been rushing into and out of a
rtionship so frequently that it confused her.
"Sister, if the girl I was chasing after was as beautiful as you, I would definitelymit to her,"
Aaron tried to tter her, but what he said was true. He was popr for his looks and Patricia, being
his sister, was no less good-looking and was extremely stunning.
Aaron felt that Frieda could notpare to Patricia and perhaps Ynda, who was with Chuck,
could. So did Quinn, who he had just spotted. However, Patricia said that Quinn would never fall for
someone as young as him, so he gave up.
But he was in a dilemma. Patricia was so beautiful, and she has a perfect body. He thought that
whoever she ended up with was just too lucky.
"Shut up. You''re such a yboy, don''t involve me." Patricia frowned.
Aaron had no choice but to remain silent.
Ding-dong, ding-dong!
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Patricia''s phone rang. After looking at it, she let out a sigh of relief and answered, "Yes, Mr. Cannon,
I''m at a cafe on the first floor. Okay, I''ll wait for you."
After hanging up, Patricia looked stern as she said, "Listen carefully. Don''t talk nonsenseter.
Apologize and return the money to him, or I''ll punish you!"
Aaron nodded dejectedly, "I got it."
Patricia looked outside of the cafe. She couldn''t wait to see how Chuck, who could pensate'' 2.5
billion dors, looked like. He must have been born with a silver spoon and have the appearance of
a rich second-generation.
In the parking lot.
Ynda drove in. As soon as they got out of the car, Chuck heard a honk. He looked around and
saw that it came from Quinn''s car. Ynda saw her too and she said, "I''ll go up first."
"Okay," Chuck nodded. He felt strange. Why did Quinne? Then, Ynda took the elevator by
herself. Chuck walked towards Quinn''s car and saw that she was particrly beautiful that day. Her
long legs were so charming as she sat in a poised position inside.
"President Miller, what are you doing here?" Chuck thought that Quinn would''ve stayed longer in
Flornd. He didn''t expect her toe back so soon.
"What have you been doing every day?" Quinn asked indifferently. She didn''t see Chuck when she
hade to the za earlier that day. In fact, she had been back from Flornd for a long time. The
next day after Chuck left Flornd, she had gotten bored so she returned. She just didn''te over
until now. She was almost going to finish the discussion on the project they were involved in.
"I went to ss. As for today, I went to buy a car since it''s a holiday." Chuck shrugged.
"You want to buy a car? Don''t you have enough of them already? There are so many cars in your
mom''s hotel," Quinn''s voice softened as she spoke. By the way, she had forgotten that Chuck was
still a college student.
He was so young.
"But those belong to my mom," said Chuck.
Quinn then said, "Alright. Didn''t you n to work together with me? The discussion on the project
over there is going to end soon. Come and have a look with me when you have time."
"I''ll just leave it to you. When the timees, just tell me how much fund is needed, I''ll transfer the
money to you," Chuck said with a smile. He trusted her after all.
"Do you trust me so much?" Quinn nced at him and asked.
"Of course, I do. How can I not believe in President Miller?" Chuck shrugged and replied.
Quinn snorted, "Enough, stop ttering me. I''m hungry, buy me lunch. Let''s go to the restaurant on
the third floor, where we had our mealst time."
Chuck said, "Sure, no problem, but I''ll have to meet someone first. I''ll be right back, ten minutes.
Wait for me in the car first."
"Wait in the car?" When she said this, she thought of the dream she had in Chuck''s car and the
traces she had left. It was truly a struggle to exin the incident.