Chapter 264 Bully A Little Girl
Samuel stated placidly, “The only person I need to give a monetary gift to in this family is you.”
If the kids were still around, I would have to prepare three gifts in total…
Kathleen smiled faintly as she took over the envelope.
She immediately opened it and counted the thick stack of cash inside.
Samuel crossed his arms, looking at her. “Counting the money right in front of me, huh?”
“Heheh…” Kathleen was like a money-grubber. “I spent over a million yesterday. Of course, I have to get some of it back.”
After she finished counting it, she sighed and continued, “It’s only ten thousand. Seems like I can’t get my money back.”
“Ten thousand?” Samuel narrowed his eyes.
She frowned upon hearing the doubt in his voice.
Did I count it wrongly? It can’t be. Did I lose my ability to do calculations after sleeping?
She took out all the money inside the envelope.
Thud!
A bank card dropped onto the floor.
Kathleen bent over to pick it up before looking at Samuel in confusion. “What’s this?”
“It’s for you,” Samuel responded nonchalantly. “There’s a billion and one in it.”
Kathleen was baffled. “Why that number?”
“Don’t you know the phrase ‘one in a million?”‘ Samuel explained, “Well, this is called ‘one in a billion.”‘
Kathleen was rendered speechless.
He’s trying to be romantic, but I don’t get it.
Samuel leaned over and whispered in her ear, “You’re my one in a billion.”
With that, he walked off.
As she stood there and looked at the cash and the card in her hand, she sighed.
Well, he’s quite generous. He didn’t even think twice before giving out a billion.
She then put the monetary gift in the room and went downstairs.
The atmosphere was lively in the living room, and everyone was present.
Even Charles had come.
“Everyone’s here now. Let’s dig in,” Calvin said.
With that, all of them went to the dining hall, which had two dining tables.
They usually had meals at the long rectangular table.
However, now that it was the festive season, they used an oval dining table to seat more people.
Once the dishes were served, everyone started to dig in merrily.
When Diana saw the sight in front of her, the sadness she had felt during the past year dissipated a little.
If Samuel hadn’t caused a fuss, the atmosphere would have been merrier.
After their meal, the three young ones exchanged greetings and wishes with the elders.
The four elders were open-handed in their gifts.
Kathleen said something that made Charles laugh, and he also gave her a big monetary gift.
Having five monetary gifts, Kathleen was on cloud nine.
“Where’s your gift for Kate?” Wynnie frowned as she asked her son.
“I met a robber when I went upstairs just now, so the gift had been snatched away.” Although Samuel sounded helpless, his voice was filled with affection.
“Looks like Kate’s received a fortune today.” Diana chuckled.
“Yeah, she’s the youngest one here,” Frances chimed in smilingly.
“Don’t worry. I won’t spend the money recklessly. I’ll save it.” Kathleen grinned from ear to ear.
Charles looked at her with a cheeky smile. “Should I save it for you?”
Kathleen was stunned momentarily before turning away to shield her money from her brother. “No, thanks. I can do that myself. I’m not a child anymore. So don’t you dare covet my pocket money.”
Amused, Charles grinned till his eyes were mere slits.
“Shall we play poker?” Wynnie narrowed her eyes slyly. “Let’s help Kate out. Once we play with her, she won’t need to go to the bank to save her money there.”
Kathleen was rendered speechless.
“Great!” Old Mrs. Macari loved to play poker. “Let’s start then.”
An hour later, as Kathleen stared at the money that had been dwindling down, she felt like crying.
“Oh my, you only have this much left, huh?” Wynnie took a look at that money too.
Kathleen bit her lip. “It’s okay. The money wasn’t mine, to begin with, anyway.”
Wynnie was at a loss for words.
I shouldn’t have said that.
“Come on. Let’s continue!” Kathleen thought that it was not possible for her to lose every round.
But after a while, she found that she was still losing.
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