Chapter 5 Remember Your Words
“You are so unreasonable.” Trevon, who was at the side, couldn’t stand it anymore.
Vivian glanced at him and whispered, “What has it got to do with you?”
Trevon wanted to say something, but Gerald stopped him. Gerald looked at Vivian and said, “I don’t bother arguing with you. Remember, all of you will regret it in the future, including you, Irene, and your relatives!”
“Regret? About what? Losing you, a worker working your ass off on a construction site every day?” Vivian said
disdainfully.
Gerald didn’t want to waste his time on her. He let out a breath and said, “Trevon, let’s go!”
Seeing that Gerald was about to leave, Vivian quickly scolded, “Stop right there! My motorcycle was wrecked. You’ll have to pay for it. And pick these papers on the ground up.”
Gerald was anxious. He thought, people like you just think of me as a pushover, don’t you?
He slowly let out a breath, ignored Vivian, turned, and left with Trevon.
“Humph! Loser!” looking at Gerald’s back, Vivian curled her lips and said disdainfully.
After walking for a while, Trevon said helplessly, “Come to think of it, are you going to let it slide just like that?”
“I did my best to take care of them. I worked my ass off earning money, and when I was back home, I had to cook for them and do chores!” Anger flashed across Gerald’s face. He said, “And now, they kicked me away just like that… If something hadn’t happened, I would have slept on the construction site today. How could I have let it slide?”
Trevon sighed, “Maybe you should. Irene hooked up with Adriel. Adriel comes from a rich family in Los Angeles, and hasn’t Irene’s uncle opened a company as well? We are commoners, and we are no match for them.”
Trevon was telling the truth. Irene’s uncle opened a company, but it was not very big.
Gerald once proposed to go to Irene’s uncle’s company to work, but Irene’s uncle thought that Gerald could do nothing and would only accept Gerald as a security guard there. The salary was too low to support Irene and Mary. That was why Gerald came to the construction site.
Gerald curled his lips and did not say anything!
Trevon lived alone. He rented a single room in the old district of Los Angeles. Like Gerald, Trevon didn’t lead a
satisfying life. On the contrary, his life was worse.
Trevon was born in the countryside and was married and had a kid when he was 20 years old.
Later, when he came to the city, his wife left, and he hadn’t heard from her since then. The worst part was that his
son, Liam Nott, was diagnosed with a congenital disease and had to undergo chemo once a month.
Trevon was thin, but he worked the hardest since Liam might have died otherwise.
When Trevon and Gerald got back to Trevon’s place, Trevon changed his clothes and said, “You can stay here. I’ll go to school to pick up Liam for his chemo. Fix something for yourself.”
“I remember that an operation can cure Liam, right?” Gerald asked.
“Yes, but it costs 50 thousand dollars. You know that I spend all my salary on Liam’s chemo every month. I can’t afford 50 thousand dollars at all,” Trevon sighed.
“I can pay for it,” Gerald said.
Trevon was stunned for a moment, and then he said in disbelief, “Don’t mess with me. I’ll go pick up Liam now.”
After that, he no longer said anything. He opened the door and left.
Gerald smiled bitterly, touched his nose, and said, “Sure enough. No one wants to believe I’m suddenly rich!”
He shook his head, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed his clothes, and tidied up his things. He frowned slightly.
Not all of his things were here. There was an iron box that he had held in his arms when he was saved. It was just that he could not remember what it was. Later, it was used by Mary and Irene to pad things on the balcony.
Now it seemed that the box had a lot to do with the mission he lost his memory on.
“I have to go back,” Gerald muttered.
When he thought of Irene and Mary, his face went sullen.
I remember Vivian working in a company called “Glory World” as an HR worker, Gerald thought, took out his phone, and found Keira’s number.
Soon, Keira’s pleasant voice sounded from the other end of the line. She said, “Hello, Mr. Kenneth. Is there anything I
can help you
with?”
“Do you know a company called ‘Glory World‘?” Gerald asked.
“Yes. It’s a relatively large logistics company in Los Angeles, and it has some business dealings with our bank. It just so happens that I am in charge of contacting,” Keira said.
Gerald pondered for a moment, exhaled, and said, “Then… Can I buy the company with the funds I have?”
“Oh? You want to acquire Glory World?” Keira asked in astonishment.
“Yes.” Gerald nodded.
“You have enough funds to buy the company. Its market value is about 32 million dollars. Your cash flow alone will be more than enough,” Keira said, nodding.
“Great. I don’t know much about acquisitions. Can I hire you to help me with it? Your pay can be negotiated. If it’s possible, the sooner the better!” said Gerald.
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