My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 185

"So what's your plan now? Do you want to hit me?" Quinn snorted.

She refused to believe Chuck would lay a finger on her. She was a woman, and it was Chuck who had spoken mean things to her.

She had called those men over since he insulted her. She found nothing wrong with asking someone to beat him up, especially when he said she was saggy.

He deserved this!

"You are rude and shameless!" Quinn shouted.

She was offended because Chuck had ogled over her body the entire time. She felt sick with his actions.

She hated it most when younger men looked at her as though she was a promiscuous woman. She felt sickened to the stomach thinking about him fantasizing over her body!

It was so disgusting!

Chuck shot back at her, "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Who are your parents? I will make you regret what you said today!" Quinn stared at Chuck. She had more than ten billion dollars, and she wouldn't allow anyone to do this to her.

Zelda's curiosity stirred, listening to her words. She had always wanted to find out who Chuck's parents were because she found them too powerful.

"You are not qualified to know," Chuck said.

What a big joke. So what if Quinn had ten billion dollars? She was nothing compared with Chuck's mother. Was she thinking that she could do something to his mother?

Quinn thought too highly of herself.

"I don't have the right to know? I know many people. Tell me!" Quinn gawked at Chuck, feeling insulted by him.

"Or perhaps your parents aren't prominent enough for me to know?" Quinn showed a hint of sarcasm.

Chuck couldn't bear it anymore. He wouldn't allow anyone to criticize his parents.

His eyes turned forbidding as he approached her.

He had no intention of hitting a woman. He just wanted to humiliate her.

He got closer to her with every step.

Quinn was too disgusted by Chuck. How could she let a person like him approach her? She felt Chuck would rape her and stepped backwards but tumbled to the ground. She was so flustered, and her butt ached so much she almost couldn't stand up.

Slap!

With a stony expression, Quinn slapped her assistant, "The nerve of you to just look at my fall!"

"I didn't mean to. I'm sorry," The assistant held his stinging cheek and looked down. He felt oppressed and was afflicted that Quinn vented her anger at him.

"Check this person's background for me. I want to know who he is and who his parents are. I want him to kneel and beg before me!" Quinn's frigid eyes could make men cower in fear.

The assistant said, "Yes. I'm on it right away," It was no big deal for Quinn to investigate a person at all, and she could expect to have the results soon.

"Also, if the person you'll hire next time is still useless, don't bother showing your face before me again," Quinn's voice was full of disdain. If it weren't for those four pathetic idiots, nobody could have insulted her today.

"Yes, President. Don't worry!"

"Call a few more people and get ready to be on standby! I'll make this person suffer," Quinn declared.

The assistant nodded, though he could still feel the sting of Quinn's slap on his face. Despite what happened, he found himself staring at Quinn's legs and was captivated by its flawlessness. If he could...

An evil plan surfaced in the assistant's mind.

Quinn's voice resumed, "Also, the investment in this building has failed. Are there any other properties worthy of acquisition in Ocean City?"

The assistant scanned through the file he had prepared for a while. His gaze was fixed on a certain plaza.

"President, I found several places, but there's a plaza that is worth buying. There are several schools nearby, and it has a very promising potential. I just don't know if their boss has any intention of selling it," The assistant said. If Chuck was still here, he would not know whether to laugh or to cry, because this assistant was talking about his City Square.

"How much is it worth?" Quinn asked, grabbing the document from her assistant. She looked over it a few times and felt it was not bad and worth investing.

"The estimated value is within 600 to 700 million dollars," The assistant said after a moment's hesitation.

"600 or 700 million dollars? Such a plaza is not worth so much. At most, maybe 500 million dollars tops. He will have earned a fortune if I give him 600 million dollars. Take me to this location immediately. I'm going to check it myself, and I'm going to take it down," Quinn said.

"Okay, but do you want to go now?" The assistant hesitated and stared at Quinn's leg again. Her skirt had torn apart...

Smack!

Quinn slapped him and said, "I'll dig your eyes out if you look at it again!"

The assistant stood outside beside the car, his hand touching his swollen cheeks, and his eyes were enraged, "F*ck you, I have worked with you for so long. Just because you give me slightly higher pay doesn't mean you can treat me like your personal b*tch. I will make sure to sleep with you someday..."

"Why aren't you inside yet?" After Quinn changed her clothes, she opened the window and exclaimed bitterly. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Chuck had no idea Quinn wanted to buy his building. It was already seven o'clock, and he had already taken Zelda's car back to the plaza. He could ask Yvette Jordan to come down so the three of them could eat dinner together.

As Chuck was thinking of doing so, Zelda whispered, "Chuck, are you available the day after tomorrow?"

"The day after tomorrow?" She caught Chuck by surprise. Chuck was conflicted. He was afraid he would do something wrong with Zelda and betray Yvette. Both were nice women, and Chuck didn't

want to make a decision he would regret.

If he went out with Zelda, Chuck would feel guilty and be apologetic for Yvette later on. He'd better not meet her.

"Well, I..." Zelda planned to reveal it was her birthday the day after tomorrow, and she just wanted to spend some alone time with Chuck. For many years, she had celebrated her birthday alone, so she wanted this year to be different. She finally met a man that she liked, regardless if he was married.

She just didn't want to be lonely on her birthday.

" I'll just call you in the morning the day after tomorrow. I'll ask you then if you're free," Zelda suggested. She could see the hesitation on Chuck's face and felt a bit disappointed.

"Sister Zelda, it's all up to you." That was all Chuck could say. He was probably free then, but he felt as though there was something important on that day that he couldn't remember.

What Chuck didn't see was that Quinn's car had just pulled up into the City Square's parking lot.