My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 457



Chapter 457

"Yes, Young Master!" Betty said.

Chuck hung up the phone. With Betty's efficiency, he was confident that they would be able to drag Cheryl down in no time.

Meanwhile, with his assistance, Lara was already communicating with the director. Chuck then asked Willa about the issues with her company.

Willa smiled but didn't say anything. Chuck didn't want to force an answer out of her. He grew to respect her more ever since they chatted the night before.

A woman like Willa deserves all the happiness in the world.

He hoped the man who took away her first kiss would be accountable for his action!

Chuck followed Willa to her other company in order to settle the issues.

While they were in the car, Chuck leaned against the driver's seat. Willa's hair was right in front of him. "Is that her scent?" he wondered.

Chuck still couldn't forget her scent when he first entered her car.

"Auntie Logan..."

"Yes, what's the matter? Are you bored? Let me drive you around, okay?" Willa answered gently. She was indeed concerned that Chuck would feel bored. After all, she did not have the chance to bring Chuck around Central City the last time he was there.

Meanwhile, Chuck was stroking her hair. What was he doing?

Willa couldn't look back as she was driving. She could feel that he was particularly gentle.

It was true that Chuck could not help himself. However, when he came back to his senses, he withdrew his hand quickly and smiled awkwardly, "Auntie Logan, you have beautiful hair."

What he didn't continue his sentence: who would be the man to touch this beautiful hair?

Alas, what was the point of thinking about this?

Willa smiled gently, "Chucky, you really do have a way with words."

Indeed, no one had dared touch Willa's hair in the past, let alone praise her for it.

"I'm telling the truth. Auntie Logan, you're really perfect," Chuck sighed.

"You..." Willa was so curious about Chuck's expression at that moment. What did he mean? Did he like her? Why didn't she feel it?

Why would he say those things?

Willa got nervous all of a sudden.

Was Chucky going to confess to her?

What should she do? How should she react? Be cool? Be nervous? Or should she just lean over and kiss him? "No, I couldn't make myself do such a thing..."

Willa's mind was in a mess.

However, Chuck continued, "Auntie Logan, I'm so blessed to have you as my aunt." This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Her heart sank. She was overthinking it again.

He wasn't interested in her at all.

He had always considered her as a senior, nothing more.

Willa sighed. "Well, as your aunt, I will protect you for the rest of your life."

Chuck was moved. "Auntie Logan, can I touch your hair?"

Chuck was nervous. He didn't know why he would say that either. Perhaps he was just bored. He thought so too.

"Sure. I will agree to any of your requests," Willa smiled tenderly. Although she was disappointed, she decided that it was fine like that. She thought Chuck probably toyed with her hair out of boredom.

There was nothing wrong with that, right? To be honest, if Chuck wanted to touch other parts of her body, she would not know how to deal with it. She knew she couldn't refuse him.

If she were to agree with it, she would surely feel embarrassed

However, if she acquiesced to it, it didn't seem appropriate. She felt confused.

Willa had no desire for physical touch. Spending time with Chuck, be it in a room, reading a book, or just cuddling, would bring so much comfort to her already. That was what she craved for in a relationship.

In fact, she felt really good the night before.

Wasn't this what she had wanted, to watch her loved one while he was asleep? She would feel at ease.

Chuck closed his eyes. Willa's hair smelled really nice. "Auntie Logan, what shampoo do you use?"

Willa couldn't help but chuckled. She was amused by the question.

......

Cheryl was resting at home. She thought about encountering Karen one day. She felt that she should pay extra attention to this matter. After all, Karen could be a potential threat or maybe a friend to the Champ family.

"Why not try to befriend her, then?" Cheryl thought. If they were to become friends, there would be a lesser chance of Karen wiping out the Champ family.

After all, Karen must have had a strong background if she could wipe the Allen family out. Cheryl felt that the right thing to do right now was for the Champ family to draw Karen to their side.

If they were successful in making Karen an ally, the other two families would not be a concern to them anymore, would they?

"The other two families must have thought about this too," Cheryl pondered.

She had to strike first before anyone else did!

Cheryl was ready to visit the Hotel Luna again. However, Finnegan came to look for her. Just like her cousin, Cheryl was still annoyed by Chuck. She didn't sleep well the previous night.

How could such a pr*ck piss her off?

It was impossible in the past!

This good-for-nothing was just lucky to have Willa to back him up.

"Cheryl, Cheryl, about that idiot..." Finnegan didn't sleep the night before as well. How could he still sleep soundly after being slapped twice?

"Don't worry, I'll figure it out." Cheryl thought the best solution was to draw Karen over to their side.

If her relationship with Karen grew stronger than Willa's bond with Karen, getting Willa to hand over Chuck shouldn't be a difficult thing to do.

In conclusion, Cheryl had to make Karen an ally. It was apparent that Karen had influence all over the world. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to destroy the powerful Allen family.

"I believe in you, Cheryl." Finnegan was relieved. He couldn't wait to destroy Chuck the night before.

"Okay. You should go have some fun. I'm going out now," Cheryl said. Finnegan chuckled and replied, "Cheryl, how about I find you a boyfriend?"

"No, thanks," Cheryl shook her head. She would rather stay single for the rest of her life. She was used to it anyway.

Finnegan didn't know what else to say.

Suddenly, Cheryl's phone rang. In less than ten seconds, she frowned.

"What's wrong?" Finnegan was curious.

"Something went wrong with our largest chain restaurant," Cheryl's eyebrows were knitted.

"What happened?"

"Check the news, it should be reported already," said Cheryl.

Finnegan took out his phone to check the news. The headline turned out to be "Horrible Hygiene Practice at Champ Family's Chain Restaurant: Employee Washes Vegetables with Saliva!".

"Who released this?" Finnegan frowned too. This was an actual incident that happened sometime ago. One of their employees had released the footage on the Internet. That time, the Champ family

had settled the scandal immediately.

"I don't know. Isn't the video deleted?" Cheryl was confused. The leaked video was supposed to be deleted a long time ago. How could it resurface?

The video was undoubtedly going to cause ripples to their food and beverages business.

"I think someone did it on purpose. I'll settle it with a phone call," Cheryl said.

"This person is digging his own grave! This was intentional? " Finnegan was enraged.

"Maybe!" Cheryl was relatively calm. She often dealt with such issues. Although the issue seemed quite serious this time around, she believed it would not be too difficult to resolve the matter.

"Hunt this person down and finish him!" Finnegan exclaimed in anger. This idiot was playing with fire. How dare he meddle with the Champ family? Was he not aware that the Champ family was one of the Four Greatest Households?

Cheryl nodded as she reached for her phone. "I will let the culprit regret his action," she thought. All it would take for her to catch this person was just another phone call after settling the issue with the restaurant!

However, before she managed to make the call, her phone suddenly rang once again. Cheryl frowned. Ten seconds later, her face turned sour. Finnegan was confused. What could have gone wrong again?

After Cheryl ended the call, her gaze turned sharp and cold. "Someone is targeting our Champ family!"


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