The Odd Billionaire
Chapter 74

Flashback.

Matthew

"You should invest in Z company. They will make your money double." I told my Auntie.

She was busy counting her money. We had our family reunion and here she is, busy looking at her money.

"How can you say that my money will be doubled, did your parents invest in that company?" Auntie asked.

I shake my head. "I read one of their magazines and they explained how they process things. It is just my opinion though. You don't have to do it if you are not sure about it." I answered.

"I am in need of money. Your Uncle has been gambling and I need to pay our bills." Auntie shared.

I can see how much she's stressed about her husband, who, as we all know, gambles in the casino. He did not mind how Auntie was suffering to pay their bills.

"Don't mind what I said a while ago. Just pay what you need to pay," I told her. I took my wallet and looked to see if I had money. "This is my allowance. Pay this with the bills you need to pay." I added and handed her my money. "No, you don't have to," Auntie said. "How can I get your money when it is your allowance?"

"Do not worry, I still have my own money. I won't give you these if I don't have extra. Just pay me when you guys are not that tight anymore." I said.

"Thank you, Matthew," Auntie said. "I will definitely pay you back."

After a few weeks, my Auntie came to our house in a hurry. I was having my breakfast that time when she came.

"Where is Matthew?" I heard her asking.

Mom and Dad look at me.

"I didn't do anything bad." I defended myself.

"MATTHEW!" Auntie yelled and ran to me.

I was about to defend myself because I thought she was going to smack me or something, but she just hugged me.

"Is this how you greet me in the morning, Auntie?" I asked.

She is now swaying my hands back and forth after she let go of me.

"Did Matthew do something bad or what?" Dad asked.

"Oh, no. Actually, it's not that bad. Remember when we had our reunion?" she asked my parents. Both of them nodded their heads. "He told me to invest my money in Z company. He even lent me his allowance." Auntie shared. "What happened? Did he fail you?" Mom asked Auntie.

"It is the opposite one! My money has doubled and I am able to pay our debts now. I went here to tell him I made it. If it was not for him, I would be in prison already!" Auntie shared excitedly.

"Is that true, Matthew?" Dad asked, so I nodded reluctantly.

Auntie handed me a small envelope and said, "Here. This is my payment for what you lent me. I also came here to pay you back. Thank you for what you told me that day."

"No worries, I am happy that you are not stressed anymore." I answered.

"Do not hesitate to come to me when you are in tight as well, okay? Your Auntie will help you no matter what."

I was born with the skills to handle business. That is why when I was in high school, my relatives, my parents' friends, and last but not least, my own parents, asked me how to make their businesses bloom.

I became their business guru. I was having a meeting every Sunday to answer their questions, whether they should invest or not. If their business blooms or not, what should I suggest to make their business better and so on.

In that way, I can earn money. I am not accepting their payment after my suggestion, I will accept it if their business makes it.

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I don't mind helping the others, I don't really mind it... not until my own parents became greedy.

"Matthew, do not accept any questions from them starting from now." my Dad said when I came out of my room.

"Why?" I asked back.

"Do I need to explain? You just need to stop and tell them you won't help them anymore. Is it that hard to understand?" Dad replied.

"You should just focus on how we can grow our business more. Helping them will make our business lose." Mom said.

"I can do them all, they just need to ask me things. It depends on how you plan to manage your business, right? So why are you so worried about that?" I asked back. "Just stop." Dad answered.

They won't let me help others because they are scared that the people I help will be more successful than their own business. They almost made me run their business full-time.

One day, I told them that I wanted to take a rest. I want to take a rest not because I am too lazy to do it, but because I am busy with my own school work. Exams are coming, projects and assignments are waving, and I don't know how to start it when I still have to manage their business.

They got mad and even grounded me from going out, not unless I went to their company to help them.

It tires me out, so I decided to rebel.