My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 151

"Sister Zelda, drop it. I did nothing to her," Chuck Cannon denied.

He couldn't bear to listen any longer. He felt his face burning up.

"You did nothing?" Zelda Maine was even more surprised. Still, for Chuck to go out and exercise at this hour, it must be to train his body.

"Yes, I really did nothing," Chuck said seriously.

Zelda looked at his red but serious face, which amused her even more. How could he be so cute?

She held back her laughter and said, "Chuck, I looked it up on the Internet. Don't stress yourself too much. The more nervous you are, the more...otherwise..."

Chuck nodded, for men always want to show their strongest side in front of women. What's more, his wife was so gorgeous and her body was perfect. How could he not be nervous and excited? He didn't want to see Yvette's disappointed look.

"Say, if I help you, would you be nervous?" Zelda asked.

Chuck thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "I was just nervous during the first time..."

Zelda smiled. "Take it easy. Don't worry."

Chuck agreed with her. Besides, he had to exercise to start off. Only when he reached his goal he could do it with Yvette.

He wanted to show his strongest side in front of Yvette.

"Sister Zelda, do you jog? Why don't we jog together?" Chuck invited Zelda.

"I...well, wait for me for a while. I'll go change my clothes," Zelda thought for a while and nodded. She herself hadn't worked out these few days as she was busier lately.

"Oh, Sister Zelda," Chuck called out to her.

"Anything?" Zelda said.

"Sister Zelda, don't wear anything too sexy. I need to control myself." Chuck was stern. Zelda's figure was not far less sexy than Yvette's. If she changed into a pair of tight-fitting yoga pants, she would absolutely be too hot to handle. Chuck would definitely go back to the bathroom to do it again that night.

Zelda was stunned and grinned. "Then I'll wear a puffer jacket?"

"That's not necessary." Chuck was embarrassed.

"Alright, give me a moment." Zelda went into the house. In less than five or six minutes, Zelda came out in a tracksuit. Chuck breathed a sigh of relief. Zelda had contemplated what to wear and decided on something loose but still didn't cover too much of her curves.

Though, this was better than wearing tight-fitting yoga pants.

"Sister Zelda, do you have yoga pants?" Chuck asked oddly.

"Yes, you want to see it? Then I'll go back and change," answered Zelda.

"No, that's fine. Let's go down and run," Chuck said.

"Right." Zelda beamed. She didn't intend to change again. She wanted Chuck to be more self-confident. She felt that Chuck was particularly serious about this, so she couldn't let him have any other ideas. They took the lift down. Chuck was thinking if he could get the car by early morning tomorrow, so he took out his phone and called Charlotte Yates to ask.

However, Charlotte's answer made Chuck feel helpless. "Apologies, your car's very high-end to begin with. You ordered the original tires too. They're arriving only the day after tomorrow, so for tomorrow..." "Alright then, rest early," Chuck had no choice but to say so.

"Okay, good night." Charlotte hung up the phone. She was curious. Didn't Chuck have a sports car? Why did he suddenly need this car?

Her mind was full of doubts but she went to bed and then picked up a small bottle. It was a pink bottle bought from the black market. There was the word 'aphrodisiac' on it. Charlotte held the bottle in her hand, looking forward to it. When could she use it on Chuck? Otherwise, he wouldn't touch her...

"You want to use my car? Don't you have the Porsche?" Zelda was bewildered. She knew that Chuck's other car had been stolen and its wheels had been removed.

"I'm going to fetch Yvette tomorrow and another classmate of mine, as well as her younger sister. All of us can't fit into the Porsche." Chuck couldn't do anything.

Fetch her? Zelda sighed deep down, feeling a little disappointed. She said, "Then you may drive my car."

"Well..." Chuck began.

"Don't worry. I still have a few cars. They're all parked in the building. Feel free to use whichever one you like."

Chuck hesitated but this was his only option. In the end, he had already said that he would, so he had to drive and fetch Yvette.

"Okay, thank you," Chuck said.

"It's fine. Let's run. I'll see just how great you are," Zelda said. Chuck blushed and the two of them immediately ran around the basketball court.

After running for about half an hour, Chuck was doing well and so was Zelda. Her physical strength was not bad. It was very late at night and they were almost done. He sweated a lot, which made him feel much more comfortable. However, he was still beaten up today, so his body ached as well.

"Sister Zelda, let's go back up," Chuck said.

"Yeah," Zelda said.

Once they went upstairs, Zelda added, "I'll take you to see the cars tomorrow morning."

"Okay." As soon as Chuck entered the house, the phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and looked at it. It was his mother calling. Chuck accepted the call and answered, "Mum."

"Well, Chucky, are you alright?" Karen Lee was really distressed. Through the satellite imagery, she had seen Chuck being beaten up by many people.

"Yes, I'm alright," said Chuck.

"Chucky, I've decided to let you learn boxing. I've arranged a place for you. I'll send the address to you tomorrow. You'll train five times a week! Understand?" Karen said.

Karen originally thought that when Chuck turned 21, she would teach him how to fight by herself, but when she had seen her son being beaten up, she decided to reconsider her choice. Instead, she wanted to teach him now, though when she thought that since Chuck didn't understand any of the basics, she couldn't do it. She had to lay a foundation for him and boxing would be the best for that. After all, fighting was a killing skill!

It was a killing skill forbidden by the army!

"Great. Mum, I have the same idea too." Chuck was shocked. If he, a wealthy kid, couldn't beat up a few people nicely, wouldn't it be too dangerous for him?

To continue training, he had to learn something. At least, he must beat seven or eight people up without any issues. After all, there would be some time where his mother couldn't watch over him.

"Well, get some sleep. By the way, do you like Yvette very much?" Karen asked out of curiosity.

"Yes, I do. Mum, can I take her to see you someday?" Chuck must let Yvette believe that he was rich.

"Well..." Karen sighed. She didn't really know Yvette's identity. She wasn't worried about what Yvette would do to her but worried that her son would be entrapped deeper and deeper by Yvette. If Yvette was really her enemy's daughter, then...

Karen changed the topic. "Right, let's not talk about it. I have something else to do. I'll send you the address tomorrow."

"Yeah. Mum, get some sleep too," said Chuck.

"Okay." After hanging up the phone, Karen reluctantly looked for a number and dialed it.

Someone picked up on the other end.

"Chucky does like that girl. If you don't want your son to get hurt, replace out that girl's identity ASAP," Karen said. If it was true, then she wouldn't know how to deal with Yvette.

Kill her? No, absolutely not. Karen sighed. When Chuck brings Yvette over, how should she deal with her?

Chuck got up early in the morning and knocked on the door to Zelda's room. She came out with three or four car keys in her hands.

When the two of them went down, Zelda took Chuck to see her cars. There was a Benz, a BMW and a Buick. It seemed that the Buick was used by Zelda when she first started her business. "Just the Buick," Chuck said. This way, Yvette would finally believe him a little.

"Not the Benz? I bought it last year but I only drove it a few times." Zelda was astounded.

"I'm afraid I can't afford the repair bill if I smash it," Chuck joked.

"Who says you have to pay up? Even if you hit all of them, I won't make you pay." Zelda meant what she said and just handed him the key to the Buick.

Chuck smirked and took the key. He opened the car door and went in. The gas tank was full.

"Well, Sister Zelda, I'll go first," Chuck said as he started the engine.

"Mm-hmm." Zelda watched as Chuck left the building and sighed. When would he come to pick her up?

This gave her a headache. Her mother had always wanted Chuck to go home with her. What should she do?

Since the car was easy to control, Chuck drove comfortably throughout his journey to Yvette's place. When he arrived at the bottom of the building, Chuck called her. She said she would come down quickly. Chuck hung up the phone and saw a message from his mother. It was the detailed address of where he was going to learn boxing. After the test, he should go try out the lessons.

Soon, Yvette came down with Queenie. Yvette looked at Chuck sitting in a five-year-old Buick. She was amazed but suddenly grinned. Was this her husband's car, a second-hand one? If he really bought it himself, it looked so good to her.

Queenie was astonished. This car was quite spacious. It should be expensive.

The two of them got in the car. Yvette felt it was not bad and asked, "Hub... Chuck, when did you buy this car?"