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My Child and I Married a Billionaire

Chapter 83: Looks Like He’s Not Short on Cash
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Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Looks Like He’s Not Short on Cash

"Hello, handsome."

Not knowing what else to call him, but feeling she had to say something, Doris Morton greeted him with a cliché line.

Damien Vaughn glanced at her but didn’t reply. He turned to Cecelia Archer and said.

"Pack up your things. You’re coming with me."

Cecelia Archer knew he wanted to move Candy to a different room, so she stood her ground.

"We really don’t need to move. I’m earning money now. I’ll be able to transfer her back in a few days."

"So there’s nothing to pack? Then we’ll just go."

Damien Vaughn completely ignored her refusal, turning and walking away with Candy in his arms.

Cecelia Archer: "..."

Doris Morton didn’t understand what they were talking about. "Where does he want you to go with him?"

Cecelia Archer said, "He wants to change Candy’s room, back to the VIP ward."

Doris Morton replied, "That’s a good thing! You can tell just by looking at him that he’s not short on cash. If he’s willing to pay for the transfer, just let him."

Cecelia Archer couldn’t believe Doris Morton was saying this.

"We’re practically strangers. Why should I let him do that for me?"

Doris Morton was speechless for a moment, then suddenly laughed. "Is he interested in you? Cecelia, don’t be silly. Who cares what his reasons are! If he isn’t into you and just wants to do a good deed, then let him! People like him have more money than they can spend. To them, money is just a number. If they don’t spend it on you, they’ll just waste it on some other random stuff. It would be a waste not to take it."

"And if he *is* interested in you, Cecelia, you’ve hit the jackpot! You get a tall, handsome, and rich husband for free. You’re not losing out on anything, so what’s there to hesitate about?"

Cecelia Archer: "..."

"Alright, alright," Doris Morton said, urging her on. In any case, she found Damien Vaughn quite agreeable and couldn’t wait to find Cecelia a powerful backer. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Stop standing there in a daze. Before you know it, you won’t even know where he’s taken your daughter. Hurry up and go after them."

The two of them followed Damien Vaughn and, to their surprise, ended up at the hospital director’s office.

Damien Vaughn was there to ask about the progress of Candy’s donor matching over the past two days. The director pulled up her file and looked it over.

"The bone marrow matching has just begun; we haven’t found a suitable donor yet. The child’s vital signs are all currently stable, so there’s really no need for her to stay in the hospital. How about this: I’ll have Director Mason prescribe some medication, and she can go home to rest and recuperate."

That would save a lot on hospital fees, so Cecelia Archer agreed.

Damien Vaughn handed Candy back to Cecelia Archer and personally went to pick up a half-month’s supply of medication for her.

"Where do you live? I’ll take you home."

Cecelia Archer wanted to say she could just take a taxi, but when she met Damien Vaughn’s gaze, which left no room for argument, she swallowed her words.

After she gave him the name of her residential complex, Damien Vaughn dropped Doris Morton off first, then drove them to the entrance of the complex.

The complex Cecelia Archer rented in was very old and rundown. It was cheap, but it didn’t even have an elevator, and the surrounding amenities were all dated.

The moment the car stopped, Damien Vaughn frowned.

"You live in a place like this?"

’What’s wrong with this place?’ Cecelia Archer really disliked the look on his face.

’Plenty of people live here. As long as you have a place to sleep and eat, that’s enough. Why be so picky?’

"Thanks for driving us back. You must have a lot of work to do, so I won’t invite you up. We’ll be going now."

’How rude. She won’t even invite me in for a glass of water?’

Damien Vaughn ignored her.

He figured she probably didn’t have much nutritious food for Candy at home. His eyes scanned the area and spotted a small supermarket near the complex gate. He said.

"Fine, you go on ahead."

Candy said goodbye to Damien Vaughn and Ryan before Cecelia Archer pulled her inside.

Damien Vaughn told Ryan to wait in the car. He went into the supermarket alone, picked out two cases of milk and some nutritional products suitable for children, and then entered the complex himself.

He hadn’t expected that after just a few steps inside, he would see Cecelia Archer and Candy being blocked by someone. The person opposite them was shouting, and it seemed a conflict was brewing.

The old woman opposite Cecelia Archer was holding the hand of a little boy about Candy’s age and shouting at the top of her lungs.

"My son specially brought this back from Norport! He said it was a collaboration between two major brands, and it cost several thousand! And you think you can settle this with ten yuan? Dream on!"

"I don’t care! If you don’t give me five thousand yuan, you’re not going anywhere today. Hand over the money!"

The boy was holding a sparkling crystal ball with a few faint cracks on its surface. He had been playing with it on the ground when it accidentally rolled under Cecelia Archer’s feet, and she stepped on it.

Cecelia Archer had almost fallen because of the ball herself. She hadn’t said anything, yet the old woman was the one making a fuss. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

She didn’t want to stoop to arguing with an old woman and a child, so she suppressed her temper and said.

"Ma’am, if you’re going to try and scam someone, at least do your homework. They sell this exact ball at the shop by the complex entrance—two for ten yuan. I accidentally cracked it, and my offer to pay ten yuan was purely to placate your grandson. How can you be so greedy?"

"Five thousand yuan is enough to file a fraud case. If you insist on blocking my way, then I’ll have to call the police."

When the old woman heard what Cecelia Archer said, her expression turned even more vicious.

"Me, scamming you? I’m an old woman who’s lived an honest life, and you’re accusing me of fraud? You’re the one who broke my property, and now you think you’re in the right?"

"Don’t think I’m scared of you just because you’re young! Stop trying to intimidate me! Pay up now! Or I’ll call my son, and he won’t let you off easy when he gets here!"

There was no way Cecelia Archer was going to pay that money. "It doesn’t matter if you call your son or anyone else; this ball isn’t worth five thousand. Let’s not say anything more. If this isn’t working, let’s just call the police."

THUD!

The old woman suddenly hugged her grandson, threw herself on the ground, and began to roll around.

"Someone, help! She’s hitting me! This woman broke my things, refuses to pay, and is beating me up! Is there no justice in this world? Help! Somebody, help!"

Her shouting immediately drew the attention of the other mothers, grandfathers, and grandmothers who were in the courtyard with their children.

Adhering to the principle that the older person is always right, the crowd gathered and began to criticize Cecelia Archer.

"What’s wrong with you? Have you no shame? Bullying an old woman and a child? Don’t you have elders in your family? Weren’t you raised by a mother? Hurry up and help her up! Young people these days have no manners!"

"Exactly! And to think we live in the same complex. Utterly shameless!"

Cecelia Archer was truly speechless.

’I must have forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home today. Why do I keep running into scammers?’

Seeing her mother being blamed by everyone, Candy’s little face flushed red with anger.

"My mommy didn’t hit her! And she didn’t yell at her! That granny fell on the ground all by herself! You’re all being unfair! You’re not allowed to talk about my mommy like that!"

"Tsk, tsk. Like mother, like daughter. So fierce at such a young age. Look at how she’s raising this child. I bet she’ll grow up to be the scum of society!"

"Exactly. Grandma King, you should hurry and call your son and daughter-in-law to come back."

Cecelia Archer sighed internally. ’I really can’t with these shameless old folks. I just wanted to take Candy home to rest, and now I have to deal with this whole mess.’

Just as she was thinking this, a large, strong hand rested on her shoulder, and Damien Vaughn’s familiar voice spoke.

"I’ve recorded everything that just happened on my phone. Ma’am, this is fraud and extortion. You’re right, you should get your son and daughter-in-law back here quickly. You’re going to jail."

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