Daniel hurriedly took out the car key and opened the door.
Hannah then put all the money inside the car and locked the car. Only then did she finally feel relieved.
After that, she said in a seemingly reproachful tone, “Zeke, you should stop being so forgetful. How could you so heedless and lose such a big amount of money?”
“I'll be careful next time, Mom.” Zeke smiled.
Meanwhile, all the neighbours were stupefied.
Ten million was a great fortune. Their life savings could never even reach one-tenth of it.
But Zeke had 'accidentally' left the money in the restaurant.
They were even going to buy a car with the ten million.
The unintentional display of 'wealth' blew their mind.
The Hales' newly bought 500,000 BMW was now comparatively shabby.
Madison and Mark were so embarrassed; they wished to become invisible.
Before the crowd came back to their senses, a potbellied man elbowed his way through the crowd to go up to Zeke. “So, you live here, Mr. Williams.”
This potbellied man was the owner of The Polk.
He couldn't accept that Zeke had made his company go bankrupt with just a word. Hence, he came to give Zeke some money, in hopes that the latter would spare his company.
Zeke glanced at the potbellied man. “What's the matter?”
The potbellied man explained his intention with a flattering smile, “Mr. Williams, you've accidentally left 10 million in my company yesterday. I'm here to return it to you.”
The crowd was rendered speechless.
Another ten million?
Damn, comparison is a killjoy.
Instead of a son-in-law, the Hintons seem to have gotten themselves a walking ATM.
Hannah ordered, “Daniel, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and open the car door.”
Lacey insisted. “That kind of luxury car is not something we can afford. Get a Mercedes this time.”
Zeke had no choice but to cave in. “Okay, whatever you say.”
At this time, a tender advertisement for the Schneiders' huge ten-billion project was playing on the radio in the taxi.
Zeke asked, “Lacey, are you interested in bidding for this big project of the Schneider family?”
Lacey let out a sigh. “Will the Schneider family work with a small steel mill like ours for a project this big?”
Zeke encouraged her, “Just try it. You won't know if you don't try.”
Lacey said thoughtfully, “I have time on my hands during this period of time anyway. I'll just work on the bid proposal. Who knows? There might be a miracle!”
Pfft!
The taxi driver couldn't help but chuckle.
This pair is so boastful!
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