Chapter 106: My Wife’s Daily Pocket Money

Book:Fallen Heir Rising Published:2024-6-5

Charlotte’s family background was something Quentin was aware of.
If they had money, why would they live in such a shabby house with a large family?
It was precisely because of this that he had the courage to flaunt his superiority in front of Charlotte. A child from a poor family should be grateful to marry into a family like his, right?
He never expected Charlotte to dare to resist.
This thoroughly angered him.
In his view, women from poor families should kneel and grovel before successful people like him.
Quentin sneered, “How much did your Mercedes cost? And how much are your two rundown houses worth?”
“My car is five hundred thousand!”
“Each of the two houses is worth a million! Although they’re not fully paid for yet, I still possess assets worth two million!”
Oliver raised his head proudly.
His attitude was arrogant.
“More than two and a half million! You will never earn that much money in your lifetime!” Aleena felt proud of her son. “Charlotte, you fool, you’ll regret this in the future!”
With his hands in his pockets, Quentin looked at them with a hint of amusement. “Do you see the car next to us?”
“Hmm?”
Oliver glanced at the car next to them and was astonished. “Oh my, whose Cayenne is that? And it’s the latest model! It must start at over two million!”
He was taken aback. How could someone afford such a car in this run-down neighborhood?
His gaze shifted to the next car, and when he saw a black Maybach parked there, his heart skipped a beat!
Damn, how come there are two luxury cars parked here today?
“So, what’s it got to do with you?” he sneered at Quentin. “Other people’s cars are none of your business…”
Before he could finish, the door of the red Cayenne slowly opened…
Charlotte raised the remote control in her hand. “Just got this car today. Not bad, huh?”
At that moment, Oliver looked like crap.
“You, you, you!” Oliver’s face turned red with embarrassment. “What are you so proud of? Even the guy driving Maybach isn’t as arrogant as you!”
“Clearly, you’ve never seen the world!”
“Sorry,” Quentin said as he slowly pressed the key in his hand, “this car is also ours, and it cost five million.”
Oliver was dumbfounded.
Aleena was even more stunned.
Five million?
“Son, is this true?”
Oliver didn’t say a word. How could he not be aware of the price of a Maybach?
“Your assets are not even worth the daily pocket money of my wife. Where do you get your confidence from?” Quentin looked down at Oliver with a mocking expression.
Leaving the two petrified in place, Quentin took Charlotte and went upstairs directly.
“Feels good!”
“These two are really infuriating!”
Charlotte commented.
“Have you always been living under the oppression of such landlords?” Quentin chuckled.
“That nasty old woman is really bad. Not only did she make things difficult for us before, she also cut off our water and electricity, tampered with our meters. Unbelievable.”
“I see,” Quentin chuckled. “But it’s indeed inconvenient to live here.”
“I plan to earn more money and buy a house of our own,” Charlotte said. “But it should happen soon. I’m now the director at the Pittman family, and Rashad’s restaurant is run well. Soon, we’ll have enough money for a down payment.”
Charlotte’s eyes sparkled with longing. She, too, wanted a home of her own.