Chapter 512
However, Chuck''s main concern was to settle Yvette''s current dilemma. After all, the United States
was home base to most of the infamous killer organizations, and it would be easier to appoint a
killer to get rid of Yvette here.
He would get rid of ck Rose and Frieda after all of this was settled.
He knew his priorities.
"Young Master, let''s grab some food. The car is ready." Betty had been staying with Karen in the
United States.
She knew almost everything about the ce. It was not only the home base to most killer
organizations, it was in fact Karen''s territory as well.
"Alright."
Chuck was starving. He took Yvette''s hand and got into the car behind Betty.
They soon arrived at a luxurious restaurant. Chuck did not understand what the waiter was saying
and could only seek guidance from Yvette. She was a top student during her school days, and her
American ent was very convincing.
"The food on the menu is rather costly," Yvettemented. She looked at Betty agape.
"Young Master, this is yours," Betty said.
Karen had been working in the United States for a long time. She had a lot of business around the
ce, and this restaurant was likely to be a drop in the ocean. There were around hundreds of
restaurants simr to this here.
Chuck pondered for a moment. He smiled and then the three of them went in.
After the meal, Betty received a phone call from Karen. She handed over the phone to Chuck once
she had finished speaking.
"Mother." Chuck was overwhelmed with joy. He hadn''t seen his mother for a very long time and was
unaware of her dealings.
"Well, Chuck, I have something to deal with. Stay there for a few days first, I wille and find
you," Karen was upied with several matters that had suddenly popped up.
Fortunately, the United States was within her territory, so Chuck would not be in any danger.
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"Okay mother. About Yvette..." Chuck was most concerned about this.
If Yvette was constantly hunted by killers, she could be in danger no matter how skillful she was.
"Well... I have no problem in keeping her alive. The boss of the killer organization won''t be able to
do anything to her in the United States, but will she stay here for the rest of her life?"
"No, she is not a citizen here. How could she be willing to stay in the United States all the time?"
Chuck was not willing to do so either. He had to go back to his own country regardless of how good
it was here.
"Well, I get it. The boss of the killer organization... We have some unpleasant history together. She''s
well... I don''t want you to see her either. To put it this way, she''s someone without integrity." This
was enough to give Karen a headache.
Karen had a hard time thinking of a solution. They had known each other previously, yet there were
some disputes between them as well. That woman had no virtue at all and Karen would not want to
have anything to do with her.
This boss was a vicious individual in the public eye, but she clearly knew this woman''s character.
"Someone without integrity? Mother, what are you trying to say?" Chuck was startled at her words.
"Nothing. I think we can do this. Ask Betty to take you and Yvette to a casino. It''s owned by that
same boss. You can go in and have fun, I''ll be thereter." After contemting for a while, Karen
felt that this n would work.
Chuck had never gambled before. It would be a gesture of goodwill if he lost a bit of money in the
casino, and might make it easier for them to negotiateter.
"I don''t know how to gamble. Mother, I''m afraid that I might lose money." Chuck didn''t want to get
addicted to gambling. After all, it was usually do or die in gambling, and one could lose thousands in
a blink of an eye.
Besides, he had never gambled before. When he was young, the most he yed with was dice
together with Yvette. However, Chuck had a pair of good ears and would often beat Yvette,
entertaining her through the game. When he was 10 years old, they would have a wonderful time
ying with dice under their nkets.
He recalled his past and regretted not ying other games at that time. Even so, he was too young
to know about gambling.
"Silly child, go ahead and y. How much can you lose?" Karen chuckled.
"Mom, I''m serious. I will really lose a lot."
"It''s okay. Just enjoy yourself. Even if you lose, it''s not like you will lose all my money, okay?" Karen
remarked.
Yes, Karen had already dominated one-third of the properties here, and this was solely the United
States.
In other countries, she owned half of all the hotels, restaurants, and even most of the shops in the
consumer and service sectors. Not only that, she had acquired all the properties in several small
countries. She was filthy rich and extremely influential.
Her daily earnings were more than one could have ever imagined. How much could Chuck possibly
lose in the casino?
The money that he lost would easily bepensated by her massive daily ie. In addition,
Karen was still expanding her
business and was extremely ambitious.
"I know, mother. You are truly rich." Even if Chuck wanted to gamble, he knew his limits.
"Haha," Deep inside in her heart, Karen was delighted to receive apliment from her son.
This had lifted Karen''s mood greatly as she had just been expelled from the Lee family.
"Silly child, no matter how much money I have, they''re all yours," Karen chuckled.
"Okay," Chuck was indeed moved.
He was exceedingly poor when he was a child. He didn''t expect his mother to be this wealthy and to
give all of her possessions to him.
"Mother, why don''t you consider giving birth to another child?" Chuck asked with the thought of
distributing his mother''s wealth fairly.
"Me? How old do you think I am? 40 years old and to have a child? It''s enough for me to have you.
Don''t think too much. Go to the casino and have fun. Don''t worry about the money..." Karen was
instantly dumbfounded. It was really amusing for Chuck to ask such a question. It was as if she was
chatting with a little child.
On the contrary, Karen was in a tip-top condition. Although she was older now, she was still capable
of giving birth to a baby.
Even so, Karen didn''t think about it. It was enough for her to have one son.
"Uh-huh."
"I''ll hang up first. I''lle and find you guyster. Just enjoy yourself."
"Okay."
"Give Betty the phone and I''ll talk to her." "Alright, hold on."
Chuck handed the phone over to Betty.
"Honey, we''ll be going to the casinoter," Chuckmented happily.
"Casino? Hubby, do you know how to gamble?" Yvette was stunned.
"Remember that as children, the two of us would hide under the covers and y with dice? We
even used our hair as our bet." Chuck really thought that was pretty cool, despite the fact that they
were merely children at that time.
"Yes," Yvetteughed. Of course, she remembered. Until now, she still couldn''tprehend why
Chuck always won.
He could even stack five dice on top of each other to make a small pir.
He was really skilled those days, but it had been ages since hest yed it. The reason being was
that Yvette found it boring and was stressed out due to her studies at that time, so she did not want
to y anymore.
"Let''s y again. Whoever loses will..." Chuck whispered in Yvette''s ear. Yvette''s face blushed at
once as she said softly, "You''re so naughty..."
"Are you on for a game then?" Chuck queried with a smile.
"Yes, honey, as long as you are happy," Yvette replied. She missed those days too. Though, if they
were to y now, they would lose more than just their hair.
"Young Master, shall we go now?" Betty hung up the phone after Karen had given her an order.
"Okay." He was looking forward to it and wanted to have some fun.
After all, he still had some experience in ying the dice game. Even though he hadn''t yed with
it for ages, he had better hearing than ordinary individuals. Ever since he had undergone martial
arts training, his alertness towards his surroundings had increased greatly, making him more vignt
as well.
By having these traits, he would be able to focus and listen to the rolling dice better.
Betty said, "Then, Young Master, Yvette, please get in the car. It''s a little far from here."
Chuck didn''t mind at all and the three of them got into the car.
Three hourster, they arrived at the casino. Chuck noticed that the extravagant casino was
identical to a pce, the parking bay itself already full of luxury cars and beautiful women.
There were plenty of foreigners in the casino along with many attractive interpreters standing at the
entrance, providing trantion services to those who could not speak thenguage fluently.
"Hey, there''s a Mercedes-Benz over there. It seems that they are all foreigners. They must need
someone to help them trante!" A beauty approached Chuck, Yvette and Betty with a charming
smile, the other interpreters immediately rushing over to them as well.
"Hi, do you need an interpreter? It''s only 100 dors per hour. It''s very cheap." These interpreters
surrounded Chuck''s car. Judging from the car itself, they could tell that these people were wealthy
individuals.
Chuck, Yvette, Betty came out from the car. Betty spent most of her time in the United States, and
her American ent was on a par with the citizens of the United States. Hence, she wouldn''t
require any interpreting services for sure.
Yvette asked, "Hubby, do you need an interpreter?"
"Well... Honey, may I know what is the rate that you''re charging?" Chuck retorted with a silly smile.
Since Yvette was good innguages, why would he need additional interpreting services?
"Me? It won''t cost a lot. I only need..." Before Yvette could finish her sentence, Chuck kissed her
and asked, "Is this enough?"