My Billionaire Mom
Chapter 521

"Wait, wait! Please, don't kill me!" Natasha yelled in fear. She had lost her footing in the midst of her panic. She was trembling now. Even in the upper class society in the United States, saying the name 'Karen Lee' was enough to freak someone out.

Words like rich, powerful, beautiful...

All these were befitting of the lady right in front of her now.

"I won't kill you, but are you still going to own up to your loss? I want to give that money to my son," Karen said.

Yvette was still in shock. How could Karen finish off so many people in a matter of minutes?

To say it was frightening would be undermining the scenario. There were no words for it.

Yvette suddenly felt a little helpless. "When would I be able to train up to Karen's level?" She thought.

Her skills could not even compare to Karen's. Did this really mean she had to wait until Karen was old and weak to take her down? Yvette was disheartened. Her eyes dimmed at the thought.

"I... I don't have the right to use that much money. I'm sorry but I really don't," Natasha cried.

Fifty billion dollars was a huge amount. How could she possibly cash out that much?!

"Oh, so integrity doesn't have a place in your casino, does it? How could you lose a bet and refuse to pay the winner?" Karen asked.

"I..." Natasha crawled over and knelt before her.

How could she have the ability to fight Karen when she had single-handedly taken down all of her men?

She was scared out of her wits.

"I admit that I've lost. You can hit me and call me names, anything... I don't have the money to pay you, I don't..." Natasha cried and begged.

She was arrogant just now but in less than ten minutes, she was rendered a crying mess.

"You don't? That means your casino doesn't care about integrity, am I right?" Karen said.

"I..." Natasha's voice shook.

"Karen, stop talking nonsense. If my casino has lost, then let it be. I can easily afford fifty billion!" A voice suddenly sounded in the casino. "Boss!" Natasha yelled out in surprise. She recognised her voice.

It was the voice of the boss behind the killer organisation. She had seen her in real life, but she had heard her voice before.

Chuck was surprised that the boss of this killer organisation had finally shown up. Did that mean Yvette was safe now?

There was an indiscernible expression on Yvette's face. Her mind was still riddled with thoughts of her own incompetence compared to them both. She simply could not let the boss of this killer organisation show up, but Karen could.

"I've told you many times over. When it comes to business, we need to keep our integrity intact. We pay whenever we lose. This rule has been set and enforced so many times, no one can change it! How dare you break my rules!" The voice hissed menacingly.

"No, no, that's..." Natasha screeched in fear.

She really felt that fifty billion was too much. She knew she wasn't allowed to bet with so much money.

That's why she wanted to go back on her words.

"Those who break my rules end up dead, you know. No one can be excused!" The cold voice sounded again.

Natasha let out a frightened yelp at that.

"No, please don't kill me, don't..." She started to beg frantically.

She was shrouded in absolute fear that she was going to pass out from it. She started to make her escape, deciding to run upstairs and outside to get away from here.

The fear fixed permanently on her face as she ran. Could she really get away?

It was impossible.

Chuck was worried. The implication behind her words were obvious, no one could break the rules set by her, not even Karen.

What's more, there was some history between Karen and the boss behind the scenes.

"Mom," Chuck whispered in alarm.

"Don't worry, Chucky. It'll be fine," Karen reassured. She looked at Yvette at the same time.

She looked like a child who had done something wrong, biting her lips with her head lowered.

"Fine? Karen, aren't you a little too optimistic?" The voice mocked.

Karen went silent at that.

"I've already sent someone to transfer fifty billion dollars into your account. It doesn't matter how much I lose, I am one for keeping my promises. Have a look at your account, will you?" "Hold on, where are you? I want to see you!" Karen said.

"Me? Why would you want to see me? I sure as hell don't want to see you!"

"But I want to though, can I?" Karen said helplessly.

"You're begging me now, aren't you?"

"Okay, fine. Yes, let's count this as me begging," Karen nodded.

Betty was anxious while Chuck started to get angry. His mother...

Yvette's bit down on her lips even harder. Was Karen actually begging someone?

"My, Karen, you really spark joy in me. Well, just because you've asked me so kindly... Hold on, could you beg once more? I want to hear it again," the voice said with a hinted smile. "I'm... begging you, 1' Karer managed to say between gritted teeth.

"Thank you very much. I've recorded your voice now. Whenever I feel upset, I'm going to play this! Well, you know where I am, just come on over and replace me. I'll only wait for half an hour!" The voice stopped abruptly.

Karen took a deep breath and thought of the place mentioned by the boss, "Let's get in the car!"

After she said that, she went out with Betty trailing after her.

"Honey, let's go," Chuck pulled Yvette along.

"I..." Yvette didn't know how to describe it. Was Karen begging other people for her? But... she was her enemy! She was the one who killed her father!

"Let's go," Chuck insisted once more, pulling at her.

"Hubby, I'm sorry," Yvette's eyes started to tear up.

"What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Come on, I know you've only done this for my sake," Chuck's heart ached for her. She had done a lot of foolish things for him.

If it weren't for her accepting the task to kill him, she would have been fine now. She might have even completed several tasks by now.

Yvette nodded at that and followed along eventually.

Eventually, the four of them got into the car.

Karen and Betty sat up front while Chuck and Yvette sat in the back seat. Chuck held Yvette closely in his arms.

Yvette bowed her head and looked down, she did not dare look at Karen.

Karen, who was driving, watched her from the rearview mirror. She stayed silent and sighed in her heart.

She knew that Yvette really loved Chuck.

However, no matter what, Willa would still remain her most ideal daughter-in-law.

Willa's gentleness, tolerance and understanding suited Chuck the best.

She hoped that Chuck would get married with Willa and have a child with her eventually. She knew he would be happy if that happened.

However, she would not force her ideals onto him. She would grant him the freedom to choose whoever he liked.

Even when the entire Lee family had been against her choosing to be with Chuck's father, she had gone with it anyway. Love was a type of freedom.

Karen was open-minded regarding matters like this.

She hated it when her family interfered in her love life. She was determined not to do the same to her son.

As long as Chuck was happy, it was enough. She would not try to interfere with the relationship between Chuck and Yvette.

Twenty minutes passed. The car eventually arrived at a luxurious bar.

Chuck was not surprised to see the many luxury cars outside. Was this bar also owned by the boss of the assassin's organisation?

It probably was.

"Chucky, hold on," Karen stopped an excitable Chuck.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Chuck asked anxiously. The half and hour time limit was almost up!

"I want to talk to the both of you about something," Karen said seriously.

"Alright Mom, go ahead," Chuck replied.

Yvette was still acting like a reprimanded child. Her head was still hung low and she remained silent.

"Her personality is a bit... strange. Her mood swings are a bit difficult to fathom. To be honest, I really don't want to meet her. She's a real wicked woman," Karen admitted.

The boss was five years younger than her.

But she had done too many horrors that made even Karen speechless. They were too horrid to mention to anyone.

It was revolting.

Chuck looked at her mother anxiously. How horrible was this woman that it made his mother uncomfortable by the thought of meeting her?

"Be careful. I'll do the talking, I know how she works. Just keep quiet when you're in there," she warned the couple. "Mom, is she more powerful than you are?" Chuck couldn't help but ask. Karen was dismayed. She replied with a cocked eyebrow, "What do you think?"

"I think my mother is the best," Chuck really thought so.

The boss of this killer organisation had been ecstatic when she heard Karen begging to meet up. This meant that they must think of Karen as a big deal.

"Come on, let's go," Karen smiled and got out of the car. She was happy to have been praised by her own son.