My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 243

"Ah!" Sylvester cried.

The moment Sylvester's foot extended, he felt a sharp pain on his shoulder. He looked around and saw Willa's hand grabbing his shoulder. Her grip was very painful!

"Willa, what are you doing? Are you going to hit me? Don't forget that my dad is your- ah..." Before Sylvester could finish his words, Willa put forth her strength and threw Sylvester on the ground.

It was so painful that Sylvester almost blacked out.

Queenie was shocked. This was a big man who was nearly 1.8 meters tall. How could he be thrown onto the ground just like this?

"If it weren't for Uncle, I would have gotten you killed a long time ago," Willa shook her head.

Her cold voice terrified Sylvester.

He couldn't meet Willa's eyes at all. The look in her eyes was too frightening.

He got up from the ground. "Willa, I look forward to how you'll explain this to my father."

Sylvester was going to call his father over. "He thought, "Was that a joke, Willa? My dad is your elder, yet you dared to raise a hand on me? Even saying that you would get me killed?"

Willa stared at him intently with her beautiful eyes, Sylvester trembled and stepped back. "Willa Logan, you dare to hit me again?"

"What's going on, Chucky?" Willa turned to Chuck and asked gently.

Chuck told her about what had happened. Willa nodded and walked towards Sylvester. "Do according to what Chucky said."

"Willa, how dare you! My dad is your... Ouch!" Before Sylvester could even finish his words, Willa pinched his neck. Sylvester was terrified and felt the fear of death.

"It's useless even if Uncle came to your rescue. You shouldn't have tried to kick my Chucky, he's not someone you could kick. You're not even allowed to touch a single strand of his hair," Willa's voice was particularly cold.

It was a first for Chuck to see Willa like this. It was very different from her usual gentleness. Chuck noticed her fighting skills, and sure enough, Willa was a master at fighting. As long as she felt like it, even if it was someone like Sylvester, she could kill him right away.

"No, I'm sorry. Willa, I was wrong. I'll pay for it," Sylvester said forcefully.

Willa stared at Chuck. "How much do you need, Chucky?"

"Three million dollars should do," Chuck thought for a moment and said.

Sylvester was furious. Three million dollars?!

"Is it enough, Chucky?" Willa asked, her voice pleasant and gentle.

"Yes," Chuck felt that 1.7 million dollars were almost enough as compensation.

"Okay," Willa then stared at Sylvester with her stunning yet cold eyes. "Chucky says he wants three million, transfer it!"

Willa let go of him, Sylvester fell to the ground and coughed painfully. He got up and stared at Chuck, asking for his card number. Chuck asked Queenie to give Sylvester her card number instead, but Queenie was still in a daze. She shook her head and refused.

Chuck had no choice but to give Sylvester his card number. In less than a minute, there was an addition of three million dollars in the card!

"I've bought back my clothes. Don't you ask me to take them off again. If it weren't for Willa, do you think I would pay you today? You are not qualified to make me pay, neither does your mother!" Sylvester snorted and left.

Actually, Chuck wanted to stop him from walking away, but after some thought, he gave up since he got the money. Chuck asked Queenie for her card number, keeping the 1.3 million from before, Chuck was ready to give the remaining 1.7 million dollars to Queenie. He didn't want to see her doing a part-time job again, it was too tiring and difficult for her.

Queenie felt as if she was dreaming. Since Chuck insisted, she gave the number to him. Chuck then transferred the money to her, and Queenie's mobile phone received a message from the transferal. She was stunned. "Chuck, you..."

"It's okay, you deserved it," Chuck consoled her. He still felt guilty in his heart. Why was she in the bathroom that day?

"But," Queenie said as if she was in a dream.

"Keep it, it's okay," Chuck cut her off.

"Chuck, am I dreaming? Are you really a rich second generation?" Queenie muttered to herself.

"Well, yes," At this time, Chuck had nothing to hide.

"That's why a million dollars or so is nothing to me. Keep it, your sister needs it too, doesn't she?" Chuck asked.

Queenie bit her lip. When she heard Chuck's affirmation, she felt that the gap between them got even wider.

"Chuck, I'm going to head back to work now," Queenie said.

Chuck wanted Queenie to stop working part-time, there was no need for that now she received the money. Nonetheless, Queenie said, "It's Auntie's hotel, I'll have fun working here. Besides, I should help."

Queenie thanked Willa and carried on to her work.

Chuck felt speechless.

"Chucky, let's have our dinner. I'm a little hungry," Willa said gently. She wanted to go back and rest early after dinner.