My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 504

Chuck felt that Quinn would definitely hate him as he was reluctant to bear the responsibility for what happened in the car. He even asked her to take morning after pills.

He felt incredibly guilty about what he had done.

He had to apologize to her.

When he approached her, he found that she still had a beautiful figure. However, her expression was pale and her eyes were bloodshot. She looked like she hadn't slept for a week.

What happened to her?

Chuck wasn't aware of the fact that Quinn had been losing her investment funds these days. Her business chains all started to have problems, and she had to constantly be on the go to settle them personally. It was true that she hadn't been sleeping for a few days.

She could go bankrupt if the problem couldn't be solved. She had thought of countless alternatives but none worked. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Quinn headed to the carpark to get her car. She was thinking of alternative solutions when she heard footsteps following her. She turned around and to her surprise, it was Chuck!

"President Miller," Chuck didn't know how to address her. All he felt was guilt.

Quinn said indifferently, "What are you doing here?" "I saw you, so I was thinking of saying hi," Chuck said.

He felt that his relationship with Quinn was ambiguous. It was similar to how he treated Queenie before this. The only thing he felt towards them was immense remorse.

Chuck felt sorry for both Yvette and Quinn.

"What are you doing here? Are you here to mock me?" Quinn said coldly.

She was occupied with her job recently that she had completely forgotten about this guy who abandoned her after the incident in the car.

She didn't ask her to bear responsibility, but he hurt her with his words.

However, he appeared again. Why? Was he going to make a fool of her?

"President Miller, Sister Miller, why would I mock you?" Chuck sighed. It was clear that Quinn still hated his guts.

"Why not? Stop acting kind. I don't need you to be responsible," Quinn scowled and got in her car.

Chuck sighed and walked towards her. He asked carefully, "Sister Miller, are you in any trouble?"

"It's none of your business. Leave me alone!" Quinn started the engine.

Chuck grabbed the steering wheel. He looked into her eyes and apologized sincerely, "Sister Miller, I am terribly sorry for what happened the other day..."

Quinn slapped his hand away and said, "Don't ever mention it again. It was nothing but a nightmare. I've forgotten all about it!"

Whatever happened in the car the last time was all a nightmare. She wouldn't want to experience anything like that ever again.

"I'm truly sorry," Chuck couldn't hold it in anymore and sighed. These were the only words that could possibly express his guilt.

He didn't want to hurt Quinn like that.

Quinn was unmoved. She said coldly, "I accept your apology. Now, let go of me and never show up in front of me again. I'll bank in the money to you for our collaboration monthly."

After a moment of silence, Chuck finally let go of her.

Quinn drove away. He stood plastered to the ground until he received a phone call from Betty. She was worried about Chuck because she couldn't see him although he was supposed to come out a long time ago. Betty was worried, so she called him up to ask.

Chuck came out and got into Betty's car.

"Young Master," Betty was relieved. She had already arranged for Chuck's favorite dish to be prepared in the hotel as he would be leaving for the United States the next day.

Chuck requested, "Betty, could you please check if Quinn is facing any difficulties recently?"

Quinn had to be in some trouble. Otherwise, she would not look so exhausted.

"Alright. I'll do it now," Betty took her phone out and made some calls. Betty quickly found out in a minute and reported, "Young Master, Quinn has lost her source of investment funds in a sudden, so her projects are all in trouble."

"Is that so?" Chuck finally understood. Quinn was having a financial crisis.

"Yes."

Chuck asked, "How much is she short of?" He felt obliged to help as repentance for what he did.

"At least five billion dollars, possibly even more."

"Send her the money."

Betty was stunned and asked again, "Send her the money?"

"Yes, send her the amount of money she needs. Or is it that you don't have enough money?"

"Young Master, don't misunderstand. President Lee mentioned before that money is not an issue. You can have any amount as you wish. The main point here is how do you plan on sending her the money?" Betty smiled.

Karen was worried about Chuck, so their previous planning was scrapped. Chuck was allowed to spend and use as much as he wanted. Money was not a problem as long as he was happy.

"Just don't let Quinn find out," Chuck said. Quinn was too arrogant. She was most likely going to reject the money if she realized that he was the one sending it to her.

Betty shrugged and said, "Well then, I'll have to think of an alternative. Did something happen between you two?" "Yeah, there was." Chuck sighed.

"Understood," She started driving and asked, "Young Master, shall we head back to the hotel?"

"Let's go to the plaza first. It's been a long time since I've been there," Chuck came back one day earlier to deal with some unfinished business here since he wasn't certain how long he would be in the United States.

He had to pass some things over to Yolanda to finally be at ease before departure.

"Understood." Betty headed to the plaza.

Noticing Chuck's gloominess, Betty wanted to ask him what happened. However, she stayed silent since she knew it was rude of her to do so.

"Betty, am I a bad person?" Chuck muttered.

Chuck couldn't seem to get over the guilt towards what he did to Quinn.

Betty was shocked. She shook her head and assured, "Of course not. Young Master, you are a kind person."

Betty was telling the truth.

Chuck was not at all arrogant, possibly because he was unaware of how wealthy Karen was. Betty was sure that even if he found out, Chuck would still be humble.

"Thank you for comforting me, Betty," Chuck sighed.

Betty smiled and explained, "I'm not comforting you. It's the truth."

Although Chuck had accidentally bumped into her twice, he made sure to keep his hands to himself. It was good enough since it was just an accident.

Karen was a disciplined person with principles. If she knew that Chuck had bumped into Betty twice, she would get angry.

Therefore, Betty dared not tell Chuck about it.

She was worried that Karen would punish him.

"Hmm," Chuck was clearly lost in his own thoughts. His gaze was directed at the scenery outside the window.

Betty was curious. What happened to Chuck? She shook her head and tried to stop overthinking.

Betty accompanied Chuck to the plaza. Meanwhile, she was thinking of an approach to properly send Quinn the money without arousing her suspicion. All of a sudden, she thought of an idea. She could just have the bank send Quinn the money!

With that, she began making calls.

Quinn returned home exhausted. On her way home, she received countless phone calls, all of which were about her loss in fund sources.

Quinn laid on the bed and closed her eyes. She wanted to rest since she hadn't slept for a long time.

A while later, her phone rang once again and awoke her. She answered it with a sigh, only to hear a man talking on the other end of the phone. Quinn remembered that this number belonged to a bank. Previously, she applied for a loan from them, but her loan request was rejected after review. Why would they call her again?

Quinn was anxious. "Hello, is this President Miller?"

"Yes, I am speaking."

"Can you come to the bank? We have considered your loan application and we are glad to notify you that it is finally approved."

"Thank you so much," Quinn was relieved. She quickly packed up and went downstairs to her car. Finally, the loan she had applied for was approved!

Well, the bank must have approved it due to her previous collaboration with them.

She was relieved since she would finally have money to get over this crisis. She drove to the bank immediately and met Director Britton.

"President Miller, we've prepared the amount you asked for. We'll just need your signature," Director Britton said while handing her the documents.

This was just an informal procedure that he had to go through as per Betty's orders.

"Sure," Quinn signed the papers. She was relieved when she saw the amount of money the bank was willing to lend to her! It was six billion dollars, an amount that could allow her to redirect her funds.

After signing, Director Britton left the room with a smile. Quinn waited patiently. He came back after half an hour and said, "President Miller, everything's ready."