The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer) novel Chapter 125

Jennifer was livid. “I don't care. Go find a way yourself.”

Immediately, Kevin shrunk away. “Are you just going to watch as I die? Rupert will be coming soon!"

Just then, Leonard walked out of his room. “Jennifer, he's your younger brother. The incident already happened, so now's not the time to blame him but start thinking how we should solve it.”

Linda added, “That's right. You have money, don't you? You're the CEO of Pollerton Pharma!”

Jennifer answered, “What if the two auction items can't sell for such a good price? I only have four million working capital in my hands, and Alicia keeps a close eye on it. The Wilson family might remove me from power if I use it!”

“If that's the case, let's sell this house,” Linda answered.

Jennifer widened her eyes. It was her first time realizing how shameless her parents were. “This is the Wilson family in Tayhaven's property! I don't have the right to sell it!”

“I don't care. If you don't want to witness me die, find a way to solve this.” Kevin went all out.

After saying that, they filed back into their rooms, leaving Jennifer in the living room staring into space.

It was the first time she felt so helplessly alone.

“Jennifer, you need to remember that we're family, and Kevin is your only younger brother. Don't forget where your roots are!” Linda's voice sounded behind the door.

Curling herself into a ball, Jennifer wept on the couch.

After a moment's thought, she texted Donald to tell him what was happening.

Donald wanted to talk with her but gave up after seeing how annoying Kevin was.

Then, Bradley texted him: Lord Campbell, the person who betted with Kevin is Noah's son, Rupert. Kevin lost 40 million in a couple of hours. What a loser! How can he lose forty million in three-card poker"? Does he think he's using mock money to play ?

Bradley added: Should we get rid of Rupert?

Soon, Jennifer withdrew more than two hundred thousand from eight cards. However, it was still far from enough.

After thinking for a while, she handed the teller the black card. “Please help me check this card.”

Although the black card looked like any other debit card, Donald had upgraded it to a premium black card in the bank's system. It should be known that there were only fifty of the same cards in the country.

Everyone who owned one was influential

and wealthy.

The teller gasped when she keyed the card's information into the system.

Jennifer was puzzled as she could not see her screen. “What happened? Is something the matter?”