Scum Daddy Dreams Of Stealing My Mommy!
Chapter 446: Why didn’t you tell me if you were short of money?

Chapter 446: Chapter 446: Why didn’t you tell me if you were short of money?

After returning home, the children were not yet asleep.

Seeing their mom return, they all gathered around her.

Aunt Harper noticed the hostess was frowning and seemed very tired, so she quickly went over to guide the children, "Sweeties, Mom’s been at the hospital taking care of Dad all day, she’s very tired, let’s let Mom rest for a while, okay?"

Amelia gave Aunt Harper a grateful glance and softly said, "It’s fine, the hospital has medical staff and care workers, they don’t really need me much." After that, she told the children, "Mom’s going to take a shower and change into some clean clothes, then I’ll come back to be with you, alright?"

"Okay! Then, Mom, go quickly, we’ve all already showered and smell nice." Hope spoke with increasing mischief.

Looking at the three cute and clever children, Amelia felt much better and went to take a shower and change clothes first.

When she came out, she heard her phone ringing just as she opened the door.

She went over and picked up her phone, seeing it was her best friend calling, and immediately answered, "Hello, Snow, how’s it going?"

Hearing her enthusiasm, Snow Fitch apologized, "Dear... My dad and brother have been calculating all day, and we can at most gather eighty million. They know about that project and say it’s a good one, and they want to join as investors—if you guys don’t mind the funds being small and are willing to have us join in, let’s find a time to discuss it specifically?"

Hearing this, Amelia was thrilled and said, "Of course, that’s fine! Eighty million is very helpful, at least it can help us support for a few more days and buy us some time. Thank you so much!"

"Then have a word with Christopher, my brother will go to Seal-Cloud tomorrow to talk about the partnership."

"Okay."

After hanging up the call, she couldn’t be bothered that her hair was still dripping and immediately informed Christopher over WhatsApp.

Christopher hadn’t slept, and seeing the WhatsApp message, he directly started a video call.

"You haven’t slept yet! Are you working overtime now that I’m away?" Amelia held the phone in one hand, while quickly drying her hair with the other.

Christopher, seeing her skin looking even fairer and more delicate after the shower, felt tempted to pinch it even through the screen, and gently said, "No overtime, just slept too much during the day, couldn’t fall asleep, so I’m just thinking about some things."

"Have you figured it out?"

"More or less."

Amelia tossed aside the towel, walked over to sit on the sofa, and got back to the main topic, "Is the thing Snow mentioned feasible? If it’s feasible, Young Master Fitch will come to the company tomorrow to discuss the details of the cooperation, and you need to arrange for someone to connect with him."

Christopher nodded, "Of course it’s feasible, the Fitch Family father and son are honest and reliable, and they’ve been fair in their business dealings over the years. Them extending a helping hand at this time is a significant aid."

"Yes, yes, I also..."

Before Amelia could finish speaking, the three little ones probably heard their mom talking and knew she was done showering, so three little heads immediately poked in from outside the door.

"Mom, are you video chatting with Dad?"

"Yes, come over, come over!" Amelia quickly waved them in, then said to the other side, "The kids are here, have a chat with them."

"Dad! Does your wound still hurt?"

"Dad, when are you getting out of the hospital and coming back?"

"Dad, can we go visit you at the hospital tomorrow? I haven’t seen you in so long."

The three little mouths were chattering one after another, leaving Christopher no chance to speak as they clamored.

Amelia smiled and organized, "Okay, okay, you need to speak one at a time, otherwise how can Dad answer all of you?"

"Answer all of us!"

Looking at the lively and playful little cuties, Christopher showed a pleasant smile and gently said, "Dad’s wound doesn’t hurt much, I’ll need a few more days before I can leave the hospital. Coming to the hospital tomorrow to see Dad would be great! Dad misses you all so much too, I even dream of playing with you. Once Dad’s surgery is recovered, and I can stand up, I’ll have good fun with you."

"Yay! That’s wonderful!"

Amelia, thinking there were still things to discuss, signaled the little ones to go play for a while and returned to the camera herself again, "Since you agree, you should arrange someone to receive Young Master Fitch. Snow and I are like sisters, no matter what, you can’t let the Fitch Family suffer a loss."

"Don’t worry, as long as the project doesn’t fail, even if Seal-Cloud doesn’t earn anything, they will."

With these words, Amelia felt relieved.

"But... we still need seven or eight hundred million, and some of our previous financing needs to consider risk due to high leverage. Dragging it out for a long time could become a ticking time bomb, everywhere needs money..."

It felt like they were walking a tightrope high in the air, every step was cautious as if walking on thin ice, a slight wobble and they would fall, getting shattered beyond recognition.

The so-called wealthy family really just looked glamorous on the outside.

Behind all the glamor were huge risks and pressures that ordinary people couldn’t comprehend or bear.

Christopher didn’t want her to be involved in these matters precisely because he didn’t want her to worry.

Seeing her sighing and frowning now, the man felt heartache and comforted her, "There’s always a way. Even if we lose everything, as long as our spirit remains, we can start over from scratch."

Amelia smiled, "That’s quite the motivational message. Alright, don’t think too much now, hurry up and sleep."

"Okay."

Surrounded by the children, Amelia called them over to blow kisses at Dad and say goodbye before hanging up the video.

"Alright, it’s late, we should go to sleep too." She put down her phone, patted the little ones sitting beside her, and energetically called them to order.

Hope suddenly asked, "Mom, are you and Dad facing some problem?"

"Hmm? What problem? Oh, Mom and Dad were talking about work stuff, you’re still young, you won’t understand."

"I understand, I heard you say you need a lot of money! Why didn’t you tell me if you’re short on money? I have money, lots of money!" Hope proudly boasted, then added, "Wait," and ran out cutely.

Amelia hadn’t figured it out when the little girl returned with a pink piggy bank as big as her upper body.

"Isn’t this your piggy bank?" Amelia recognized the pig.

"Yes!" Hope nodded and placed the pink pig on the ground, commanding, "Ethan, find something hard!"

Ethan, all clumsily, agreed and ran off.

Soon, he came back with a golf club from who knows where.

Hope jumped up and pointed at the pink pig, "You’re strong! Smash it!"

"No—" Amelia’s expression changed, but before she could stop him, Ethan rushed over with great momentum and gave a heavy swing.

"Crash..." The plump and cute pink pig shattered into pieces.

At the same time, Amelia was taken aback!

She thought the piggy bank only had some pocket change, five, ten, at most a hundred.

To her surprise, the shattered pig scattered a mix of red, green, purple bills all over the place!

Upon closer inspection, all the money was in hundred denominations of RMB, as well as US Dollars, Euros, British Pounds, with values ranging from fifty to five hundred!

"Hope, where did you get so much money?" she asked in shock.