Becoming the Richest by Farming
Chapter 116 - 0116 If you keep doing this, I won’t come back next time_1

Chapter 116: 0116 If you keep doing this, I won’t come back next time_1

Damien Frost saw his mother, and his expression returned to its usual languid state, "What do you mean how?"

His mother frowned at him, "Of course I mean how is Miss Young. You’re always by her side, don’t tell me you haven’t had the chance to speak?"

Damien looked at her with a half-smile, "Mom, you’re beautiful, and apparently you dream beautifully too."

Mrs. Frost: "..."

She suddenly hit Damien’s arm and, seeing him sit in the living room center carelessly pouring himself a cup of tea, pressed on eagerly, "But really, Miss Young doesn’t have anyone by her side. And you, being close to her, don’t you have an advantage? I’ve watched her live broadcast. There’s practically nothing to it, except for her sister, she doesn’t interact with men."

Damien took a sip of water, and only because it was his own mother, did he barely suppress the impatience in his heart, "Mom, these thoughts of yours, you’d better keep them to yourself. Who do you think she is? She’s a key protected figure of the country. They’d investigate your ancestors for eighteen generations if you wanted to get close to her. Whatever schemes you have, keep them well hidden. I’m just carrying out my duty to protect Miss Young, nothing more."

"Don’t I understand that?"

Mrs. Frost sat down, looking at him with a mixture of annoyance and frustration, "You’re not getting any younger. Whether or not you get promoted after this assignment still depends on the superior’s decision. Let’s leave that aside; Miss Young is such a perfect talent. If you could get together with her, our Frost Family would shine with honor! With your age as it is, shouldn’t I be anxious for you?"

"Why do you have to set your sights on her?"

Damien glanced at his mother, his gaze growing colder, "I don’t like her, and Miss Young has no other opinions about us. Hold back your thoughts."

Mrs. Frost: "..."

She was left speechless and frustrated.

Damien said, "There are so many suitable matches for me in Imperial City, yet you insist on focusing on her. Do you think I’m unaware of your intentions? Drop it. If it’s not going to work, I’ll have to ask my superior for a transfer elsewhere."

"Are you trying to infuriate me to death?!"

Mrs. Frost pinched Damien hard, and for him, it was neither painful nor bothersome. Mrs. Frost’s chest heaved with indignation as she pointed and scolded him, "Your father went through so much trouble, pulled so many strings to get you that position and you don’t appreciate it. Even if that’s not your intention, you still have to execute your assignment well. If your father hears you talk like this, he’ll beat you to a pulp!"

Damien didn’t utter a word.

Mrs. Frost instantly became distressed, "Oh, you... If you don’t like Miss Young, what kind of person could you possibly like? You’re so picky, why don’t you just ascend to heaven then? — Miss Young has a younger sister, doesn’t she? The Wood Family might not be up to our level, but with Miss Young..."

Damien’s eyes suddenly darkened, and he spoke word by word, "Mom, I’ve told you, it’s best you stay out of Miss Young’s affairs. She doesn’t like the Wood Family at all. Remember that!"

Mrs. Frost’s eyes widened, "But that can’t be, if she doesn’t like them, why would she agree to do a show with her sister?"

"Lucy Wood is different."

Damien had already investigated Lucy Wood’s background thoroughly, but his research channels were different from his family’s. As a special staff member, he had to maintain complete secrecy; he couldn’t reveal a single word to his family. He spoke with impatience, "Enough. If you continue like this, I might not come back next time."