My Gorgeous Aunty novel Chapter 30

Everyone looked up and saw Sebastian yawning and weeping, pounding his waist to show that he was tired and leaning on the door frame.

After seeing his action, Giovanna really wanted to smash the water cup on his face......

Forget it.

He was just a shameless money boy, the angrier you were, the more satisfied he was, and he would probably explain to everyone why he had a sore back.

After being called his godson in public, Emiliano's face changed and he was about to get angry, but then he sneered and stopped paying attention to him.

It was not necessary to make himselff seem mean by arguing with such bastard who relied on the his relative Giovanna.

Naturally, Giovanna also ignored him. She remained silent for a moment and said indifferently.

"Today, let's continue to discuss how to get 30 million dollars by 12 o'clock tomorrow..."

She was interrupted by Sebastian when she said this:

"Auntie, there's no need to wait until tomorrow.

We will get 30 million dollars by ten o'clock today."

"Sebastian, would you shut up!"

Giovanna couldn't take it anymore and stood up, screaming.

It was probably because she shouted so loud that it touched her tear ducts, her tears immediately ran down.

She wanted to rush to him, to kneel down in front of him and beg him to get the hell out of there, preferably by jumping out the window.

After seeing Giovanna being pissed off and crying, Madelyn was incomparably distressed, shouting at him to go to hell, grabbing the water cup and viciously smashing it towards him.

"Fuck, what the hell?"

Sebastian hurriedly tilted his head, and the porcelain cup flied out the door by his ears, smashing against the wall and shattering on the ground.

Madelyn's eyes turned red, already forgetting the reality that she wasn't Sebastian's opponent, and was about to raise a chair, smashing this money boy who once had sex with Giovanna.

Fortunately, Giovanna still preserved sanity and shouted in time.

"Madelyn, sit down!"

Giovanna's voice stopped Madelyn's movement, and then she saw Emiliano's gloating face.

It was obvious that he was looking on with a critical eye.

Of course, Madelyn wouldn't let him get his way, and with her teeth clenched, she glared hatefully at Sebastian, who was muttering in a small voice and sat down.

Her puffy breasts rose and fell so violently that they almost pushed the buttons of her shirt open, and she hastily patted them.

The beautiful Director had just calmed down when Sebastian spoke again.

"Aunt, don't be mad.

I am serious.

It's almost ten o'clock in a few minutes, can't we just wait and discuss the boring issue of raising money afterwards?"

Before Giovanna could say anything, Emiliano smiled.

"That's fine.

Let alone waiting for a few minutes, even if waiting for a whole day, as long as you can help the company raise at least thirty million, it's also worth it."

"No wonder you are my godson.

Unlike someone who only has big breasts and small brain, and couldn't do anything except for getting angry unreasonably."

Sebastian disdainfully curled up his lip and raised his right hand.

When Madelyn was about to get furious again, Sebastian threw over a bank card and landed it on the table.

Sebastian said.

"Godson, look at this card, is it the same one from yesterday?"

Emiliano was good at tolerating, being called godson by Sebastian for several time, he surprisingly did not get angry, just grinning and taking out his phone, looking at it and nodding to admit that it was the same card.

Giovanna didn't need to look at her phone to recognize that it was the bank card she gave him.

Raising his head to look at Sebastian, Giovanna cursed.

"What the hell does he want to do?"

As she looked over, Sebastian smiled at her ingratiatingly and said

"Aunt, why don't you call and check the balance?

Maybe, the money was already in the account and the bank just didn't send a text."

Check your shit.

When Giovanna pursed his lips hardly, Emiliano added.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sebastian is right, this thing does happen sometimes.

Ms. Campbell, why don't you check it out?"

Giovanna was thoroughly enough, too lazy to say anything else, simply nodded his head and said yes, picked up his phone and began to check his balance.

In order for Emiliano and the others to hear, Giovanna deliberately turned on the speaker mode.

Although no one except Sebastian would believe that tens of millions of dollars would be in Giovanna's bank card, everyone held their breath and listened intently as she tapped on the screen.

When Giovanna finished the last step, a clear female voice came out from the phone.

"Your balance is sixty-one million and three hundred... to recheck, please press one."

Silence.

There was a silence that had never seen before in a conference room with twenty people.

Giovanna could even hear the sound of her blood flowing inside her body and her mind was blank, but a voice was rolling repeatedly:

"Sixty million, that's sixty million."

Emiliano and the others' eyes almost stared out.

The first reaction of everyone, except Sebastian, was that something was wrong with their ears.

Sebastian's voice broke this indescribable silence

"Aunt, it is normal for your ears to not work well after getting old.

If you cannot hear clearly, then listen to it again."

Click, click, click.

It was the sound of Giovanna's teeth chattering, and her fingers that redialed the number were trembling uncontrollably as if they were overcharged.

But she still clicked the right number.

Girls were the same when they are checking their private money.

But no one was like Giovanna, who had inquired seven times in a row, seven times.

Her reaction as if she hadn't seen money before really humiliated Sebastian.

If Emiliano's cup lid hadn't fallen on the table, Giovanna would definitely inquire for the eighth time.