A jumpy voice rang out the moment Madam Shaw finished speaking.
"Woah! What's going on? Who's getting hurt? Tell me! Tell me!"
Everyone in the living room turned their heads in unison and looked at Seth. He was walking into the house with a wide grin plastered across his face.
Seth blinked his eyes.
He realized that something wasn't right.
'Did I come at the wrong time?'
As the thought surfaced in Seth's mind, he began to retreat.
"Where do you think you are going? Did you bring the things I asked?" Jacob asked.
"Uhh..." Seth bit the bullet and walked forward. “Yeah. They're with me now. What are you going to do with them?"
"Stop asking, and give me the check." Jacob held out his arm. "I remember asking you to apply for a cash check with my savings account."
"Yeah, I did." Seth felt the atmosphere wasn't right but still handed the cash check over to Jacob.
Jacob detached a check, pulled out a pen, and began writing.
Then, he pushed the check toward Madam Shaw and said with an indifferent voice, "I said I'd give you back the money that I owed you. You've sent me 500,000 dollars so I'll return it tenfold. Here's five million dollars on the check. You can cash it out at any Canadian bank.''
Frowning, Madam Shaw sneered, "Five million dollars? Is it a bad check? If you don't have that kind o f money in your account, I won't be able to cash anything out."
"You don't have to worry about that. I can assure you. I f you fail at cashing out that five million dollars, I'll compensate you a hundred-fold,” Jacob replied calmly.
"You're full of hot air. A hundred-fold? Do you really think I'd believe your b*llsh*t?” Madam Shaw shot a glance at Seth before continuing, "This money is from Seth, right? Let me tell you something, brat. Don't try putting on a big hat if you don't have the head to wear i t. I'll only make you look like a clown.
After she passed the Lanyard Corporation to Julian, Madam Shaw had removed herself from related business matters. She rarely surfed the net so she wasn't aware of the ruckus that Seth and Jacob had caused.
Jacob raised his brows. "Don't worry, I earned the money myself." 'You earned it yourself?” Madam Shaw asked, her brow raised on her face. A lopsided grin crossed her face as she continued, "Don't make me laugh, please. I've heard that there's some improvement in your mental disease. I’m going to assume that's a hoax now. You're delusional."
Jacob remained indifferent toward Madam Shaw's snappy remarks but Seth was displeased. “Madam Shaw, what Jacob said is the truth. According to my estimation, the system he developed is worth more than fifty billion, so five million dollars is a piece of cake for him."
"Fifty billion?" Madam Shaw was stunned, her tone accented with disbelief.
Although Seth still didn't know what was going on, it didn't deter him from standing up for his friend.
Fortunately, he brought a few documents with him when he went back to the company earlier on.
He unbuttoned his suit and pulled out a pile of documents, which stunned everyone around him.
Everyone wondered how he managed to stuff so many documents into his suit.
"This is information regarding our company. This is the patent certificate for our system, and this is the certificate for setting two world records.
"This is the supporting document from the government. It states how they'll offer us all the help w e need to develop our system."
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