The poor Billionaire novel (Ethan) novel Chapter 91
When he was done adding all the medics, he turned to look at his girlfriend. She was the only one remaining. "Laila, come on. The group chat would be fun!"
"Uh-uh! Count me out, Horace. You guys should have fun all by yourselves. After all, I didn't do anything to help you." Laila shook her head as she refused.
"What do you mean by you didn't do anything to help me? Of course, you helped. Your presence was enough. If you don't join the group chat, I will be sad!" Horace pouted as if he was indeed unhappy.
'Mr. Warren, you are really a bad actor. No one would fall for that. Even a two-year-old child would know that you are putting on an act!' Gladys thought to herself as she stared at him.
"Oh, Horace, don't be sad. I will join the group. Please smile!" Laila uttered apologetically.
Her words took Gladys by surprise. She stared at Laila with her eyebrows raised. She pondered, 'Even a blind man could see that Mr. Warren was just faking it. How come she fell for it?'
A bright smile appeared on Horace's face at this time. He added Laila to the group chat.
Now that everyone was in the group, he sent out ten red envelopes. Each one was loaded with one thousand four hundred dollars. However, the money that each person would receive would be decided by the system.
Since the amount in the envelope could only be two hundred times the number of people in the group chat, Horace couldn't send more than that. They were seven, so only one thousand and four hundred dollars was allowed in each envelope. He couldn't send more money in each one even though he wanted to. This was the first time he was doing such a thing. He didn't expect that it would be so tiring to just enter the password.
"Hurry up, everyone! There are ten envelopes in the chat. Let's see who would win the most money!" Horace alerted the others after sending the red envelopes.
'Whoa! Rich people have their way of doing things. But only a few of them are as generous as Mr. Warren. He's urging us to take red envelopes! This goes on to say that he's out of our league!' Susie sighed.
Her thoughts didn't stop her from clicking on one of the envelopes.
"Oh, this one contains five hundred dollars. Woo-hoo! I must have gotten the highest money!" Susie exclaimed happily.
"Mr. Warren, one red envelope is more than enough. Why did you send so much?" she asked curiously.
"The answer is very simple. You saved my mother. How could I send only one red envelope? Even hundreds of envelopes cannot repay you for what you have done for me. I would have sent more, but it's so tiring to enter the password!" Horace replied with an appreciative smile.
Laila also clicked on one of the red envelopes. Her eyes widened immediately after she saw how much was inside. Staring at her boyfriend, she thought, 'Horace only sent ten red envelopes this time with huge amounts of money in them, but something tells me he wants to send more. I know him to be a grateful person. He would surely go all out to show his gratitude today!'
All of a sudden, Cara's scream rang out in the entire operating room.
"Oh my God! How much have you spent, Mr. Warren? What is the total amount you put in all the envelopes? The ones I just picked contain more than a thousand dollars! Is there anyone who has gotten more than that?"
This last question put a damper on Susie's happiness. She looked at her pitifully and retorted, "Cara, don't get a swollen head just yet. The game is not yet over. There are still other unopened red envelopes. Let's make the calculations after we have picked every single one. Humph!"
Susie clicked another red envelope with determination.
"Ha-ha! Cara, I have gotten about three thousand dollars now! Can you beat that?"
"What?" Cara's arrogance faded when she heard this. After biting her lower lip jealously, she remarked, "Oh, Susie, how could you have that much money! Let me check out the total amount of each red envelope!"
Meanwhile, Horace clicked on all the envelopes for Donn and Tobias on their respective phones. By the time he was done, his fingers ached a little.
Now that everyone had opened all the envelopes, Cara checked the details of each one. What she saw dampened her spirit. "Mr. Warren, please let's do it again, okay?" She pleaded with a sad face.
It turned out that she had gotten the least money out of all seven of them.
"Cara, opportunity comes but once. This game could be likened to what happens in our daily life. Maybe this is your fate. Just accept it," Horace replied slowly with a blank expression.
He had also noticed that Cara received the lowest money out of all seven of the participants.
"Alas!" Cara was saddened by the outcome, but she couldn't go against Horace. It was his money after all. She was currently envious of Laila, Gladys, and Susie because they had all won more money than her.
Instead of blaming this on her ill-luck, she felt like teleporting to the WeChat headquarters to go teach the technology team a lesson. She felt that they had given her an unlucky streak intentionally. 'Aargh! I wish I could beat all of them up! How is it possible that I got the least money when there are so many envelopes?' She bit her lower lip until blood streaked to her tongue.
"Thank you all for your hard work. I'll treat you to a sumptuous meal later today!" Horace suddenly announced.
He then looked at Cara and asked, "I have a task for you, Cara. Are you interested?"
"Of course, Mr. Warren. I'll do whatever you ask of me!" Cara blurted out without hesitation.
She enjoyed working for him. He was fond of giving handsome rewards for just little tasks. How could she not be interested?
"Okay!" With a nod, he added, "Please you have to stay here and take care of my mother and Professor Bates when I take everyone to eat out. As a reward, I would transfer the money I just got from the red envelopes to you when I get back!"
"Really? You are so kind, Mr. Warren!" Cara jumped up like an excited little girl. Her sadness had vanished into thin air.
Since she was plus-sized, her breast were naturally plump. They had bounced slightly when she jumped. Horace was dazzled by the sight.
If Laila wasn't present here, Cara would have jumped on him in the guise of showing appreciation.
She had noticed how he stared at her bouncy titties. She chuckled and blinked seductively. Horace came to his senses and said to the others, "Ermm. Let's go to the Sea Pavilion!"
"The Sea Pavilion?" Gladys and Susie instantly looked forward to having lunch there.
They knew that the Sea Pavilion was one of the top restaurants in Rinas. Although they had never been there, they had heard several amazing stories about the place. Reports had it that the food there was the most delicious in the whole of Rinas.
'Oh my! He's taking them to the Sea Pavilion!' Cara felt a pang of pain in her heart. As a foodie, the Sea Pavilion was on top of the list of restaurants she wanted to eat at. She had fantasized about it for a long time. Now she couldn't go because she had to keep her promise to Horace.
"Let's go!" Horace did the follow-me hand gesture with one hand and held Laila's hand with the other.
The couple stepped out of the plane with the others in their wake. Susie and Gladys went straight to the hospital's changing room to change out of their surgery scrubs.
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