Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 128 - 140: It’s easy to avoid open flirtation, but difficult to guard against hidden cheapness (1)

Chapter 128: Chapter 140: It’s easy to avoid open flirtation, but difficult to guard against hidden cheapness (1)

Percy Stanton looked into Raymond Thompson’s eyes and said, "Because I’m your father."

Raymond frowned, somewhat unsure about this explanation.

"Raymond, when I told you that the world wouldn’t end, wasn’t it true that the day never came when it did?" Percy looked at Raymond, changing the subject.

Raymond nodded and said, "Yes."

"And I told you that Lazy Sheep, who was captured by Grey Wolf in ’Pleasant Goat and the Big Bad Wolf,’ would not die, and in the end, didn’t he survive?"

"Yes."

"I told you that Lazy Sheep would be rescued by Happy Goat, and in the end, didn’t Happy Goat rescue him?"

"Yes."

"So, when have I ever lied to you? If you don’t believe me, you can go tell your Sister Isabel right now and see if she’ll still care about you when she finds out you’re the heir to the Thompson Empire Group."

The young Raymond was easily convinced by his father Percy’s words. He stood there, his face conflicted for a long time before looking up at Percy and asking, "But why wouldn’t Sister Isabel care about us anymore if she knew we were part of the Thompson Empire Group?"

Percy’s mood was slightly depressed after talking to Isabel Smith about the Thompson Empire Group, and now faced with his son’s uncertain question, he replied impatiently: "How would I know!"

With that, Percy turned around and walked towards the study room.

Raymond quickly climbed down from the pottery shelf and followed Percy, saying, "Father, I won’t tell Sister Isabel about our real identity, but I want to discuss a condition with you!"

Percy continued walking without paying any attention to his son’s threat.

"Father, if you don’t stop walking right now, I’m going to find Sister Isabel and tell her the truth!"

For the first time in his life, Percy was threatened by his own son... and it was all because of Isabel Smith...

He stopped in his tracks, stood with his back to Raymond for a moment, then turned his head, staring coldly at Raymond and asked, "What is it?"

"Father, give me three hundred dollars." Raymond stretched out his hand towards Percy.

"What for?"

It was now Raymond’s turn to be impatient with Percy’s questions, urging him, "Are you going to give it to me or not? If not, I’m going to find Sister Isabel right now!"

"..." Percy frowned, his expression becoming a bit solemn. Percy’s head was illuminated by the exquisite colored lights carefully designed at the entrance of the study, making him appear handsome and charismatic.

His expression shifted slightly, his teeth clenched with some force, as if his gums were in pain. Eventually, he took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out three hundred dollars, and handed it to Raymond who was standing in front of him.

Raymond didn’t care about Percy’s unfriendly attitude, accepted the money, counted it, and confirmed it was three Benjamin notes. Then he turned around and went towards his bedroom. As he walked, he counted on his fingers, mumbling softly: "Three hundred dollars should do the trick. Two movie tickets for Sister Isabel and me, plus two popcorns, and two bottles of Cola..."

Percy’s hand, which was pushing open the door to his study, paused momentarily – he listened attentively to his son’s words. After his son disappeared at the entrance of his bedroom, Percy’s eyes flickered slightly, and he pushed open the door to the study and walked in.