Chapter 252: Chapter 252: Daydreaming
Amanda Ford, worried about the atmosphere becoming awkward, quickly urged, "How can you say that about us, child? We’re just worried about you being deceived. Look at you, a young girl who hasn’t had a proper education, you’re very easy to mislead."
"Are you worried about me being deceived, or are you just trying to keep my money for yourselves?"
July Quinn narrowed her eyes and assessed the two lavishly dressed people in front of her.
Never had they seemed so unfamiliar as they did in this moment.
But when faced with questions, Amanda laughed it off.
"What are you thinking, child? We’re your parents, how could we ever do anything to harm you? We are only worried about you being taken advantage of."
Charles Quinn chimed in, "Yes, we feel that a girl like you doing business is easily bullied. Why don’t you transfer all the money you have to Dad, and I’ll help you manage it."
Of course, once the money entered his account, July Quinn might as well forget about ever retrieving it in this life.
But as his wishful thinking crunched loudly, July suddenly burst into laughter.
It wasn’t a subtle smile, but a full-blown laugh, shaking her shoulders, as if she had just heard the most ridiculous joke.
Charles Quinn and Amanda Ford, unsettled by July’s overwhelming laugh, exchanged glances, trying to figure out what to say next to get July to obediently hand over the money.
But at this moment, July suddenly stopped laughing, and coldly stared at the both of them.
There wasn’t a hint of warmth on that stunningly beautiful face, as if the person who was just laughing so hard wasn’t even her.
This left Charles Quinn and Amanda Ford slightly bewildered, unable to grasp what July was up to.
Then July spoke up, "Afraid I’ll be fooled, help me manage it? Why not just admit it, you want my money and expect me to just hand it over."
Charles Quinn and Amanda Ford were suddenly embarrassed, realizing July had seen right through their intentions.
"I can’t say it like that, we simply hope your money doesn’t get scammed. After all, several billion isn’t a small amount,"
Amanda quickly spoke up, trying to save face.
But July told her, "To me, several billion is just a small amount."
"Several billion is small? How much do you actually have?" Charles couldn’t help but gossip.
"Tens of thousands of billions is nothing."
Of course, that’s just the liquid assets.
"That much?" Amanda was a bit stupefied.
Tens of thousands of billions?
That would definitely land her on the global billionaire lists and secure a board position at Angela Club.
Dripping in gold and silver, surrounded by every luxury brand’s bags, clothes, all at hand.
Imagining herself in such a golden appearance, Amanda could feel the absolute center of wealthy wives’ gatherings reaching out to her!
Though Charles remained silent, he too seemed to envision elites from military, political, and business circles bowing and scraping before him.
"That much? Then you can’t bear it alone. If someone with malintent found out, what if they kidnap you? Listen to Dad, transfer all your money to Dad’s account right now, and I promise to keep it safe for you,"
Charles said with a sincere tone.
So much money, it would make all those who looked down on him before orbit around him like a dog, and countless beauties would fall over themselves for his attention...
Amanda agreed, "Yes, let your dad hold onto it, let him bear some of the risk for you."
Tens of thousands of billions!
Not only for herself, but she could also help package Nina Quinn and Joy Quinn better, allowing them to marry into one of Esteria’s four great wealthy families.
Additionally, she could bring her parents, brothers, and sisters to Westmarch, and buy them all a luxury villa.
As for July...
Once she transferred all her money to them, her existence wouldn’t matter anymore.
In short, both Charles Quinn and Amanda Ford were particularly buoyant, feeling like they were stepping into a top-tier social circle and reaching a peak moment of their lives.
But at this moment, July’s one sentence brought them back to reality.
"Hey, wake up! You need to understand, even if I gave my money to a beggar on the street, I wouldn’t transfer it to you."