My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 343

Frieda didn't even want to hear it. She didn't think much as she doubted that someone who would be a loser for the rest of his life could compensate much.

Elena went stammered, showing two fingers and then another five fingers.

"Two thousand and five hundred? Or twenty-five thousand?" Frieda asked impatiently, annoyed.

"No, no." Elena shook her head hastily.

Frieda frowned, "Then, was it two hundred and fifty thousand dollars? Hmm, it was out of my expectation. How did that person take out so much money? What? It wasn't? Then... 2.5 million dollars? Impossible! Where did he get so much money? I don't believe it, he even had to buy drinks on credit! ...What's wrong with you? Why are you shaking your head non-stop? Don't tell me that was 25 million dollars!"

Frieda was furious, what was wrong with Elena? She kept shaking her head like a fool.

Did she really turn into a fool after getting hit by Chuck?

"It's not 25 million dollars." Elena was still shaking her head. She couldn't seem to spit out the literal figure.

Because the number was too terrifying. If she saw that amount on someone else's phone, she would disdain it, it must be fake. But it was on Aaron's phone, it was different.

It was true, so true that it felt like a dream.

"How much exactly was it? Are you fooling with me? If it's not 25 million, would it be 250 million? Do you think I'm stupid enough to believe that?" Frieda was particularly angry. She felt that she was going to unfriend Elena as she was too ignorant.

"No, it was 2.5 billion dollars! That guy just gave 2.5 billion dollars to Aaron!!" Elena finally said it. She herself could not believe that it was true. She had clearly seen the number with her eyes just now, but when she said it now, she felt that it was unreal again.

Did Aaron worth so much? Why could he be compensated with such a huge sum of money for just a few slaps?

"Humph!" Frieda sneered and turned to walk away.

2.5 billion dollars?

Frieda felt offended!

"Frieda, don't go. It's for real!" Elena was anxious. Why didn't Frieda believe her?

"Don't follow me anymore. Go home by yourself. Do you think I'm a fool?" Frieda didn't even want to look back at all. She felt that she had been greatly insulted! How could it be possible? Frieda didn't even believe a compensation of twenty-five thousand dollars, let alone 2.5 billion dollars. Did Elena think she was stupid? Why should she keep being friends with her?

Frieda decided to end their friendship!

"Hey, Frieda. Ouch..." When Elena was chasing after her, she tripped and fell to the ground. She was in great pain and was about to cry.

Frieda looked back at her disgustedly and spat, "Don't say that you know me. I don't have a friend like you!"

Frieda snorted and went back to the sports car store. Then, she drove her car and left. She didn't want to care about Elena anymore.

Such an ignorant friend, making those brainless jokes. She was sick of it.

Elena slowly got up with her hands holding her aching legs, shouting, "Frieda, I didn't lie. That sc*m had really transferred 2.5 billion dollars to Aaron!"

Elena felt wronged. She was slapped by Chuck twice. She was thinking about why Chuck didn't compensate her. He paid 2.5 billion dollars to Aaron, he should've paid her at least one hundred thousand dollars or one million dollars as well!

Aaron waited anxiously by the roadside, "Why hasn't she come yet?"

He had just received a phone call from his sister, Patricia who asked him to wait there. He had been waiting for more than ten minutes. Where was she?

He couldn't sit still!

After a while, there was a roar of engine noise coming from across the street. A red sports car was coming and it stopped in front of Aaron. The door opened, and there was a pair of beautiful slender legs. It was flawless, its skin glowing and healthy.

A charming woman exited from the car. She looked like Aaron. It could be said that she was perfect. That woman was too pretty. She had long slender legs and was wearing a perfectly fitted denim skirt. When she came out, she caught everyone's attention.

That was Aaron's sister, Patricia Dawson.

She walked over slowly and her brows slightly wrinkled, "What's going on? Did someone beat you up? Also, why did you have 2.5 billion dollars in your card for no reason?"

Aaron's card was linked to hers, so she was clear of all the fund transfer. Just two hours ago, she had received a text message and found out that her brother's account actually had an extra 500 million dollars. She was shocked, Aaron wasn't doing any business, how could he have received so much money?

During that time, in less than a minute before she could ask him, another billion dollars had been transferred. Patricia was startled. When she was about to make a call to ask what was going on, she had received yet another notification, it was 2.5 billion dollars in total!

How did Aaron get that money? Who gave it to him? It was so astonishing that Patricia got angry. Was he doing something illegal? Where did such a huge amount of money come from?

Thus, she had called him immediately and asked where he was. She then stopped her work and drove over instantly.

"I... someone transferred it to me," Aaron hemmed and hawed. He was honest as his sister was being too oppressive.

"Who? Make it clear!" Patricia narrowed her beautiful eyes, showing a brutal look.

"I-I don't know how to say it. He's just a student, a sophomore. He owns a plaza and has some money. I met him when I went to buy a car. We had an argument, and he... he hit me, so he compensated me," Aaron said.

Clap!

Patricia slapped him in the face and his face turned red. "Sister, what are you doing? Why did you hit me?"

"What did you say? Repeat it! How dare you lie to me?" Patricia barked as her face was expressionless. She felt insulted. Who was the person who had hit Aaron? How was it possible that whoever it was had compensated 2.5 billion dollars?

"Sister, I'm not lying. It's true," Aaron said helplessly. He felt like breaking down mentally.

"Stop it! Tell me the truth!" Patricia stared at him and said in an indifferent tone.

"I swear, it's true. Sister, why would I lie? It was really a compensation. Why do I have to lie to you?" Aaron felt wronged.

Patricia frowned, "You aren't lying to me?"

"No," Aaron replied.

"What's going on? Break it to me. If you ever lie, I'll beat you up," Patricia said coldly.

Of course, Aaron told the truth. Patricia frowned upon hearing the story, "I don't believe what you said. It's possible that he slapped you and compensated a few million, but 2.5 billion dollars? That's not possible!"

"Sister, don't hit me. It's true. If I am lying, I'd get hit by a car and die immediately," Aaron quickly said.

"Shut up!" Patricia snorted, "If you ever say that again, I wouldn't let you off the hook!"

She was wondering if it was the truth. How could she not believe it when her brother had sworn?

"What's his name?" she then asked.

"Chuck Cannon, he owned a small plaza. That plaza is very lousy," Aaron answered unpleasantly.

"Can you shut up? If the plaza is lousy, how was it possible for him to transfer 2.5 billion dollars to you? Think about it." Patricia snorted. How could Chuck have so much money if the plaza was lousy?

"If he was able to pay so much for compensation, he isn't an ordinary person," she analyzed.

"I understand. Perhaps he has a similar background to our family. What's there to be afraid of? Do you think I'd be afraid of him?" Aaron was confident, his sister was very powerful and she had never been defeated.

"Similar to our family? If you hit someone, will you give that person 2.5 billion dollars?" Patricia scoffed as she squinted her eyes.

"I..." Aaron did not answer. Of course, he would not. If that ever happened, his father wouldn't stop cursing.

"This person must be more powerful than our family. You can't take that money. Give it back to him," Patricia analyzed and said. No matter what, it must be returned!

"Why should I give it back to him? That was considered my hard-earned money. I'm not going to return it!" Aaron refused as he was excited. He could buy a lot of cars or even a private plane with that money.

He wouldn't return it!

"Repeat it," Patricia uttered coldly.

"Sister, it's 2.5 billion dollars! That idiot had transferred it to me, I'm not going to give it back no matter what. Why would the Dawson family be afraid of him?" Aaron was very sure of this fact. What was so great about 2.5 billion dollars? It was Chuck who'd paid him, Aaron wouldn't return it.

Clap!

Patricia gave him another slap in the face, "Did you lose your mind? Do you think he wouldn't demand a 5 billion, or even 10 billion dollars from you just because he gave you 2.5 billion dollars?" "Do you think he has the ability to do that?" Aaron curled his lips and thought, Chuck definitely couldn't!