Free Web NovelChapter 998: Chapter 998: Shut Up
"God damn embarrassing!"
"I remember Willow Grant ridiculing Summer Monroe for daring to bid without having the money to pay. I just saw my goddess pay fifteen million without batting an eye. Turns out the one pretending to be wealthy is Willow Grant herself!"
The students in the preparatory class could only shake their heads.
"Tsk tsk, my goddess spent fifteen million on a vase just for charity, while this mother and daughter act rich without money, just to suppress my goddess. It’s really unbearable to watch people compete!"
Mrs. Grant’s sharp ears caught the comment, and she angrily shouted, "You all shut up!"
Willow also said coldly, "It’s impossible for our family not to be able to pay a mere fifteen million. The machine must be broken."
The staff shook their head: "Summer Monroe just paid fifteen million, the machine is not faulty. Do you have another card?"
Summer again...
Willow clenched her fist and dug a card out from her bag.
"Mom, it’s possible that dad took on several large projects this month, causing the card to hit the limit. Let’s use mine first."
Mrs. Grant nodded, thinking this must be the case.
"Use your card for now then."
Willow replied with confidence, handing over her card to the staff: "Use this one."
The staff took it with an expressionless face, and after a series of operations, returned the card to Willow Grant.
"Sorry, your card didn’t work either."
"This..." Willow’s face darkened, her tone cold: "Did you make a mistake? How could my card not work?"
There’s at least over a hundred million in it!
The staff shrugged: "I don’t know, I’ve tried twice. Do you have another card?"
Willow gritted her teeth, and an enormous fear rose within her.
She suddenly wondered if something had happened to the Grant Family.
However, she quickly dismissed this thought.
The Grant Family is a leading conglomerate in Rivain. There’s no way they would suddenly have issues.
"My card can’t be useless, I haven’t spent much this month, so there’s no limit. Please try again."
The staff was already reluctant to try again.
"I’ve said, I’ve tried twice already. If you don’t have another card, call the bank to check, and let others pay first."
Willow had never been humiliated over money matters in her life.
She angrily looked at Mrs. Grant and said: "Mom, what’s going on here?"
Just then, Summer Monroe stepped forward and said: "Why don’t you try my card first, to see if the machine’s the problem."
Willow utterly hated Summer; for Summer to help her pay, she felt disgusted.
Yet at this moment, she indeed wanted to know if it was a machine issue.
Mother and daughter exchanged looks and tacitly agreed with Summer’s suggestion.
The staff, seeing it was Summer Monroe, flashed a smile.
"Let’s try Summer Monroe’s card then."
As the words dropped, the staff quickly processed the card through the machine, and with a "beep," the machine displayed "Fifteen million credited."
"Looks like the machine has no issues." Summer Monroe grinned chillingly at Willow Grant and said: "Willow Grant, you owe me fifteen million, don’t forget to pay me back."
She was not being kind; she was deliberately sickening Willow Grant.
Who told this mother-daughter duo to be difficult? Even someone as tolerant as she didn’t want to put up with it anymore.
Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Summer saw Willow Grant wearing an expression as if she had swallowed a fly.
Ah, now she felt much better.
