My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 411

"I beg your pardon?" Cheryl frowned. She could not believe how ignorant this man was.

The Champ family was one of the Four Greatest Households. Did he not know this?

Was he even aware that this hotel was owned by the Allen family?

How could there be someone as clueless as him? This was the first time Cheryl had met a person like Chuck.

Chuck looked at her cluelessly. While he knew for certain that he didn't know this woman, he had recognised her surname. After all, anyone born and bred in the country knew about the Four Greatest Households.

He wondered if the Champ family this woman had mentioned was one of the households.

Chuck stopped doubting himself eventually as he took in the woman standing before him. Yes, she was definitely from the great Champ family. The aura she emanated was one of nobility, a higher class. It seemed fitting.

"Oh, are you talking about the Champ family of the Four Greatest Households? If that's the case, yes, I do know of your family. So?" Chuck asked, feeling embarrassed.

"Does he really know?" Cheryl thought to herself in doubt.

She furrowed her eyebrows deeper and demanded, "Answer my question. Were you the one asking to buy the Allen family's hotel?"

"Yes, it was me. How did you know?" Chuck was very curious. Why had someone from the Champ family shown up in the Allen family's territory?

Could it be that the Four Greatest Households were on better terms with each other now?

Cheryl glanced at Chuck haughtily, ignoring his query. "How will you buy it then?" she continued to ask.

Right as that question left her mouth, she had regretted it. After all, it was pointless to ask this question to a nobody like this man.

Despite that, she did it anyway.

That was because she thought the situation was interesting.

As a member of the Champ family, she found it amusing that someone had wanted to humiliate the Allen family like that.

This was the reason why she had come over to inquire. If the person in question turned out to not have enough money to purchase the hotel, she was willing to help them out and spare some to them. However, looking at Chuck now, she had given up on that thought. Chuck didn't look like he could even pay for a quarter of the cost.

He might have just been messing around before.

And it just so happened that she had picked up interest on the matter.

"Well, if he is willing to sell it to me, I can buy it with a single phone call," Chuck declared as he shrugged nonchalantly. It was true. If he wanted to, he could just phone Karen and get the money instantly. "With a single phone call?" Cheryl repeated in incredulity. She then scoffed and thought that this person was definitely lying. There was no point in furthering the conversation anymore.

This man was bold, brave even. But he was too ignorant.

"Yes," Chuck confirmed.

Cheryl stayed silent. There was no need for her to say anything else. This was plain ridiculous. She decided to stop snooping around as it would lead to unnecessary trouble.

Yes, she would just remain quiet for now.

"You don't believe me, do you?" Chuck asked dejectedly. Why did no one ever believe him? Did he look like a liar? He was sure that wasn't it.

Cheryl, on the other hand, waited quietly for the elevator door to open.

"I'll make the call right now if you don't believe me!" Chuck took out his phone and then dialed Karen's number in front of Cheryl. Soon, the call was picked up.

"Hey, Mom, there's this hotel I really want to buy... Well, it's owned by the Allen family... So, you agree then? Okay. Hmm... I think it'll cost about six to seven billion dollars at most... Alright, thanks, Mom." Chuck hung up not long after. Karen had told him that she would transfer the money to him immediately.

He was quite surprised that such a large sum of money could be transferred in a short time. But what he didn't know was that Karen owned a bank in the United States.

"My mom will transfer me the money right away," Chuck told Cheryl as he wriggled the phone in her face.

Cheryl only spared Chuck a glance, then she proceeded to turn away to look elsewhere.

This must be a joke. Cheryl regretted ever coming down here. She couldn't believe that she had taken the initiative to talk to such a pretentious person. Even she could not understand why she had done this.

Soon, Chuck's phone pinged. Reading the notification, he saw that Karen had already transferred eight billion dollars to him. His confidence skyrocketed at that. "Look here. This is the transfer notification..." Chuck said as he started to show Cheryl his phone. However, she was still determinedly looking away from him. "Ding!"

The elevator door opened at that moment. Without looking back, Cheryl walked out right away without saying a word. She wasn't interested to see whatever it was that he had wanted to show her.

Chuck was rendered speechless by that. He had been telling the truth all this time and now that he had the evidence to prove himself, this woman didn't even want to look at it! One look would be all it took to prove that he wasn't a liar!

Once Cheryl walked out, she headed straight to her car.

She was ready to leave at once. She couldn't believe she had wasted her breath on nothing just now.

However, as soon as she started the car, three vehicles drove into the parking lot at the same time. These were all vehicles owned by the Allen family. What was going on?

She watched on in confusion.

Eventually, thirty people got out of the vehicles. They were all Landon's men and each of them was well-trained.

They wanted to seize Chuck and cripple him. After all, Landon had given them the order.

Chuck frowned at the sight of so many people. Sure enough, Landon had sent for them to stop him.

Chuck exited the elevator soon enough.

There were too many people. He definitely couldn't beat them all at once. He could just run away as a last resort.

Chuck was not afraid in the slightest. His training in martial arts had made him stronger. If he decided to run away, he was sure these people would not be able to catch up with him.

The thirty men started to surround him all at once, every one of them cast menacing glares at him.

Not a moment later, the elevator door opened again with a ding. Following that, Landon and Patricia appeared. When Landon saw Chuck surrounded, he smirked and raised a finger, ordering the people around him to halt momentarily.

"What were you saying?" Landon asked as he walked over with a worried Patricia at his side. She thought helplessly, "Chuck, your family is rich, but didn't you know that there is still a huge difference between the Allen family's wealth and yours?"

"I want to buy your hotel. State your price!" Chuck answered unrelentingly.

Chuck was very calm. He found the situation better now that Landon was here. Worst comes to worst, he could easily take Landon hostage and use him to get away safely.

"Right. You think you can afford it, don't you?" Landon grinned as he taunted him. This was getting funnier by the minute.

"I can," Chuck replied.

"Alright, then. I'll give you the price now. Six billion dollars! If you pay me now, I'll sell it to you!" proposed Landon.

He didn't believe that Chuck had the money to buy it in the first place. Moreover, the hotel had belonged to the Allen family, one of the most powerful households in the country. Would this punk really have the guts to buy it from him?

If he really did end up paying up, there would be no turning back. Landon was never going to return the money to him.

Landon pondered it for a while and decided that it might be a deal worth taking. Since Chuck was not from the other three households, he did not pose as a threat at all. In the end, Landon would profit off of it either way.

No one would dare take the Allen family's properties. They knew what consequences would await them if they did.

If Chuck ended up paying him six billion dollars, Landon would merely count it as a sign of respect he had paid to the Allen family. So, why wouldn't he accept the money if that were so? However, he was sure the loser didn't have that much money. It was impossible.

"That's a little high," Chuck murmured under his breath. Of course, Chuck wasn't willing to pay that much. It was 300 million dollars more than he had estimated the hotel to be valued at. He wasn't so foolish as to get swindled!

"High? Haha! Then, how about you set the price?" Landon asked with a mocking smile. He found Chuck to be a real fool. With so many people around, did he really have the guts to whip out so much money out of his pockets? They could all rob him and then beat him to death after. Even then, no one would dare pin it on the Allen family.

After contemplating a while, Chuck decided to negotiate, "Four billion dollars should be enough."

Landon burst out laughing as he heard that. What? Four billion dollars?

Even Patricia felt embarrassed by the price proposed. How could Chuck think to buy this hotel with such a low price?

The others around started to sneer at Chuck, and snickers were heard all around. They looked at Chuck as if he was an idiot. This guy was truly ignorant.

"So? What do you say? If you agree, I'll pay you upfront," Chuck said.

Landon kept laughing as he said, "Haha! Fine. If you pay me four billion dollars, my hotel..." All of a sudden, Chuck took out his mobile phone and said, "Hold on, I'll have to record this interaction. Otherwise, you might go back on your word."

Loud laughter echoed in the parking lot for a long time.

Everyone was ridiculing his foolishness.

Eventually, Landon managed to calm down and said with a smile, "Sure, go ahead. If you pay me four billion dollars right now, I will sell this hotel to you."

Chuck filmed him throughout the ordeal.

It was better to have a piece of evidence in hand.

"Pay me the money now." Landon guffawed, thinking what a fool Chuck was.

"Alright. Hold on, I'm going to make a call," Chuck said as he dialed Karen's number. His card wasn't equipped to transfer so much money out at once. He had to ask Karen to do it for him.

"Hey, Mom, we've reached an agreement. Four billion dollars... Well, yes, I didn't believe it either but he agreed to it. I have video evidence of it as well. Could you transfer the money from my card to his account?" Chuck asked as he motioned for Landon to tell him his bank account number.

"Aren't you a professional little liar? You're even asking me for my bank account!" Landon couldn't control his laughter as he took out a card, directing one of his men to hand it over to Chuck.

Soon, Chuck finished reading out the numbers on the card over the phone. "Did you get that? Okay... Yes, I'm fine. Alright, I'm hanging up now. Bye, Mom!"

After that, he hung up the phone. Karen had said that the transfer would reach the recipient soon. With a snap of his fingers, Landon had all his men gather around Chuck menacingly. With a lazy shrug, Chuck merely looked at them and said, "Hey, patience now. This hotel is going to be mine soon. You won't be allowed to stay once that happens."

Hearing this, Landon cackled. This fool was really making his day!

Not long after, Landon's phone pinged loudly. He had received a text message.