My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 74

Chuck Cannon originally wanted to invite Zelda Maine to dinner. Since Zelda kept him company at the workshop the whole morning, he planned to treat her to a meal.

How could he allow her to pay for his food?

"So, are you available tonight?" Zelda asked again in desperation.

Zelda was a little annoyed by all the nonsense chatter of her best friend, Quincy. Now things have gotten serious. Her mother had heard the news and rushed over. She could only ask Chuck to keep up with the act.

"I have a class in the afternoon," Chuck said.

"Can you ask for leave?" Zelda asked, her voice full of apprehension.

Chuck hesitated. The session he'd be skipping this afternoon was Yvette's class. If he skipped her period, she would be more annoyed. All the talk about cars last night had already aggravated her.

"What's the matter?" Chuck asked with interest.

Zelda had no choice but to tell Chuck the reason why her mother was here. Chuck was surprised after listening to it. Last time at Quincy Lowe's birthday, Chuck had pretended to be Zelda's boyfriend, but it was no trouble for him at all. He even kissed Zelda twice at that time.

Now that Chuck thought about it, he already had wild thoughts running in his mind.

"Just this time, please help me. My mother is already on her way." Zelda pleaded.

Chuck had no choice but to ask Zelda to wait while he contacted Yvette to inform her about the situation. Fortunately, Yvette picked up after two rings.

"You're skipping class, aren't you?"

Yvette's icy voice echoed loud and clear from the other end of the line. It was as if she already knew that Chuck had something up his sleeves, or else he wouldn't have called her.

"Uh, no. I just have something else to do."

"That still means you won't be attending my class. That is ditching schoolwork. Chuck Cannon, you're about to take the exam. Do you think you can pass?"

Chuck shook his head. He knew he wouldn't pass the quiz, but he couldn't admit that to her.

"Yvette, it's just..."

"It's your decision if you want to show up later or play hooky."

Chuck heaved a heavy sigh. Yvette had given her permission. "Thanks. I'll come to class next time."

"That's what you also said last time," Yvette sneered.

Chuck could feel his ears turning red because of embarrassment. Did he ever say that?

"Thank you." Chuck was too flustered to say anything else.

"I don't want your gratitude. Go and drive Zelda's Land Rover!"

Yvette hung up, leaving Chuck flabbergasted. What was Yvette thinking? Did she think he was using Zelda's car?

Zelda was all worked up. She called and asked where her mother was so she could make necessary preparations for dinner later. Zelda wanted them to dine in her restaurant since the ingredients there were fresh and safe for consumption. However, her mother refused. "No, Quincy mentioned that your boyfriend is an affluent man. I want to see how well off he is. Let him arrange the dinner."

"Mom, what are you planning to do?" Zelda was on the verge of breaking down.

"Nothing, I just want to have a good look at him."

Zelda's stomach was in knots. What could her mother want out of this? Zelda knew what was in her mother's mind. She must have thought Chuck was a con artist who wanted her money only. However, Chuck could afford to buy the City Square on his own. It was worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Why would someone like Chuck want to deceive her? Her wealth could never compare to Chuck's total net worth.

"I'm almost at your restaurant. Remember, I'm not having dinner at your establishment. Let your boyfriend decide."

Then her mother put the phone down.

Zelda became motionless. She groaned and tried to compose herself. "How did it go?"

"I'm good. Let's go," Chuck said.

"My mom asked you to decide where we'll have dinner. But don't worry, I'll take care of the bill."

"It's fine. I can manage."

If it was up to Chuck to decide, he thought that his mother's hotel would be appropriate. It was a five-star hotel, and the food and service there should be outstanding. Chuck asked Zelda about the number of people coming over. Zelda said that there would be five of them, including her mother and two of her friends.

Chuck nodded in acknowledgment. He looked up Betty Bernard's phone number and made the call. After a few rings, he got through.

"Young Master," Betty answered politely.

"I have a few friends who want to stay over for a few nights. Can you arrange three presidential suites for me?"

"Young Master, kindly hold on for a moment."

Betty immediately went to the front desk to inquire about the rooms. After checking at the computer, Betty frowned. Due to several functions, the hotel seemed to be full of guests. The presidential suites have prior reservations and wouldn't be available for one week. The rooms expected to become vacant would be after two days.

Apart from the suites, all of the luxury and deluxe rooms were also reserved. There were only a few single rooms left. The business of the hotel seemed to be booming.