My Billionaire Mom (Chuck Cannon) novel Chapter 197

After Yvette finished her story, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her classmate had already promised to help her, which was relatively easy for a lawyer.

She felt like attending this class reunion was worth it. Then, she thanked her classmate and returned to the private room.

After Yvette left, her classmate sneered, "You are so poor that you need to borrow a loan? No wonder you were cheated..."

She snorted and went into the bathroom...

Shortly, Yvette returned to the room and heard noises coming from inside. She felt puzzled: what was going on? The minute she stepped inside, she was immediately enraged by what she saw.

"What are you guys doing?"

She saw her classmates forcing Chuck to drink. He had already drunk a little earlier, and they were about to finish their meal, however, they were forcing him to drink now!

"Hubby, don't drink!" Yvette walked over to Chuck and glared at the class monitor, Lincoln.

How irritating! How could they bully him while she was away.

Yvette felt really annoyed.

The corners of Chuck's lips curled into a smirk. He never planned to drink this wine anyways.

"Yvette, this is a drink between men. Don't interrupt us," Lincoln frowned.

He was nice to her at school, so why didn't she save him some face here?

"Yes, we're all men, so it's fine if we drink here. If you don't allow your little husband to drink, that means he isn't a man," Another classmate jeered.

"Don't spoil the fun. There's still wine in the glass, so don't waste it. If you can't learn to have fun, don't come out at all. Don't waste Matthew's money."

"That's right. It's just a glass of wine. Don't come here just to eat and drink. Your husband will probably never have the chance to taste such expensive wine if it weren't for Matthew."

Everyone started to feel a little unhappy. What was the point of coming to the reunion if they didn't have some fun?

It would be a waste if they left without drinking a glass of wine!

"You guys want to drink, right?" Yvette's gaze was cold. She took the wine bottle and began pouring wine into the other classmates' glasses. Then, she said, "If you like to drink so much, you should have more. Don't waste it."

Bang!

Someone threw the glass on the table and snorted, "Yvette, what do you mean?"

"Didn't you just say that it was just a fun drink? Why don't you drink then?" Yvette stared at him coldly.

The student was so angry that his face turned red and he screamed, "If you can't learn to enjoy yourself, don't bring him here. It's embarrassing!"

"That's right. We're at a class reunion. Why did you bring him along if he doesn't know how to drink at all?"

"We don't know how to enjoy ourselves? This is you bullying my husband! It's none of your business if my husband doesn't want to drink. If you want to drink, drink it yourself!" Yvette said coldly.

"But it is definitely Matthew's business. This wine is worth more than a thousand dollars, and it's in your husband's glass now. It'd be a waste if he doesn't finish it," Lincoln snorted.

Yvette glared at him and filled up Lincoln's glass for him. He scowled, "What are you trying to do? Can't you see that I've drunk a lot?"

"I'll pay for this bottle of wine, so it's none of your business if my husband doesn't drink it. You can drink it now! Don't waste it!" Yvette glared at him.

Lincoln was fuming and retorted sharply, "Hey, Yvette, that's enough!"

"Enough? You bullied my husband when I was not around. Haven't you guys had enough?" Yvette's voice was particularly aloof.

The class monitor's face turned red with anger, and the other students sat down with a snort. What else could they say if Yvette had already stood up? However, all of them looked at Chuck with contempt. They looked down at him for hiding behind a woman. He couldn't call himself a man if he had his wife protect him like this.

Chuck laughed and thought of how amazing his wife was.

"Hubby, are you okay?" Yvette asked with concern. She knew that he was already uncomfortable being here. Now that he was bullied, he must feel even more uneasy. She felt very guilty about what had happened.

It was probably tough for him to attend such events. When they got home, she would need to find a way to comfort him properly.

"I'm fine." Chuck shook his head. In fact, he was more than fine. He had already prepared to teach those guys a lesson, but Yvette had walked in before he could do so.

"Matthew, say something!" Lincoln had no choice but to divert the attention to Matthew.

The other students sneered and ridiculed Chuck, "Are you kidding me? Matthew is from a rich family, and he had just earned tens of millions of dollars. You wouldn't be able to make that much money even if you tried."

How could Chuck say that Matthew was a show-off? It was clear that Matthew was rich and affluent.

"You don't have the right to know who I am." Chuck shook his head and refused to answer.

"Ridiculous! I don't have the right to know? Since you're so cool, why don't you pay the bill today?!" The class monitor sneered.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Matthew's mouth. The expenses today wasn't just a few thousand dollars. They had bought 10 bottles of wine costing over a thousand dollars per bottle. Apart from that, there were also around 5 dishes that cost 3000 dollars per dish, amounting to around 50 to 60 thousand dollars in total.

"One cannot just pretend to be rich," Matthew thought as he observed Chuck, and concluded that he was a useless man.

"You don't have the right to ask my husband to treat you to this meal." Yvette could no longer hold it in. The four thousand dollars she paid was more than enough for the two of them.

Lincoln scoffed, "He said it himself. If he is that capable, why can't he afford this meal?"

"My husband never said that, but you've been pestering him." Yvette's voice was cold, and she had the urge to hit someone. Chuck must be feeling pretty wronged and out of place now. She could not stop worrying about him and wanted to hug him tightly in her arms.

"Pester? Why didn't I pester Matthew then? He said he wanted to pay, so are you going to stand up for him now that he's unable to do that?" The class monitor shook his head.

Everyone started to look down on Chuck and thought of him as a weakling.

"That's unnecessary. I'll pay with my card." Matthew smiled as he took out his credit card. He figured that it was the right time to end things since he didn't think Chuck would have enough money to pay for the bill. No ordinary man could simply afford a meal worth 50 to 60 thousand dollars.

The manager walked over and took the card. Then, he glowered at Chuck and said, "Hmph! Stop pretending if you don't have the money! Where did you get the courage to do so? Look, Matthew eventually still paid for the meal."

The other students joined in and ridiculed him.

"Wait, you're the manager here, aren't you? Come here, swipe my card instead!" Chuck took out his card.

"Matthew already said that he would pay the bill. Why are you still pretending? I can't stand it anymore. I've never seen anyone like you before!"

Everyone in the private room sneered at Chuck.