Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 747

Mayme was polite enough to put the check into Carl's hand, he kindly took them in, the two million dollars for Marcy is just a meal, sometimes even a meal is more than this amount, but for people like Carl who have no background, no support, it may be a matter of a lifetime.

"Mayme, I really can't accept this, you know I saved you guys purely from my heart, I didn't even think about getting anything from you!"

If he accepts the money, how will he face them in the future?

"Since you want to start a business and happen to lack funds, this money will be considered as my investment to you, and I hope you can take this money and go farther on the road to success!"

Marcy, who has not said anything, suddenly said faintly, a gentleman loves money to take, if today is replaced by him, perhaps he would not accept the money.

"Look, since my little uncle has said so, you can take it!"

Uncle Junior?

Marcy suddenly felt a pot of cold water instantly pouring down from his head, the whole person is not good.

Seeing that they kept insisting, Carl said gratefully, "Okay, I will not let you down!"

Mayme was very happy to see him accept it and said, "Carl, if you come to C City in the future, you must remember to come to me!"

"Good!"

"Then you guys talk first, I'll go talk to my mom so she doesn't worry!"

Carl saw Marcy gloomy a face, a pair of sharp eyes tightly stared at Mayme, that gaze can not wait to tear each other's bones into the belly.

Even the most stupid can see that the other party is very angry at the moment, and the source of his anger seems to be this smiling face, still do not know that they have been watched Mayme.

"Sister, Mr. Williams seems to be angry!"

Elliott subconsciously pulled Mayme who was watching Carl leave, and it was the first time he saw Mr. Williams' face so ugly.

"It's none of my business if he's angry, it's not like I caused it!"

Mayme said in a good-natured way, but still could not help but turn her head to look at him, when touched his gloomy heron's eyes, Mayme could not help but shiver coldly and said, "What are you doing, I don't seem to have offended you!"

"What do you say?"

Marcy looked at her and spoke coldly.

"But I don't feel like I've offended you anywhere!" She was being chased all this way, doing her best to protect Elliott, and had a hard time getting rid of them, was it easy for her?

"Am I very old?"

Suddenly standing up, Marcy walked up to her and pressed on step by step.

Er ......

Seeing his serious look, Mayme immediately felt countless grass mud horses flying past her eyes.

This man should not be so serious, and they are directly a whole nine years apart, calling him an uncle is wrong?

No wonder others often say that the men and women who run three are particularly reckless about their age, because they say they will feel older than others.

"Here's the thing, Elliott calls you Dad, and calls me Sister, so what's wrong with me calling you an uncle?"

Mayme blinked at him with big eyes, eyes all I was not wrong, originally called so!