My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 533

Karen gave it some serious thought. If she was to choose between Chuck's happiness and hers, she would definitely choose the former.

On the contrary, for Chuck to be happy with Yvette, she had to let go of her desire for revenge. That meant that Karen had to die first...

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Karen buried all her thoughts and headed to the garage. She saw Chuck walking back and forth happily in the big garage, as though he was a little kid browsing through toys.

Karen chuckled and asked, "Chuck, which one do you choose?"

When Chuck entered the garage, he was greatly astonished. There were so many cars lined up inside as if they were on display at a 4S Automobile Store. There was a wide variety of luxury cars.

He was completely taken aback. His eyes were dazzling in amazement.

"This one." Chuck picked an Aston Martin.

"Okay." Karen went over with a smile, "Chucky, you can drive then."

Chuck sat in the driver's seat excitedly. Driving a luxury car indeed felt different. He gasped, "Mother..."

"Do you like it?" "Yes, I love it." Chuck found that he fancied cars after all!

When he was in his home country, he only had one sports car. He wanted to buy more but Aaron Dawson had gotten in his way. Since then, he had been too lazy to buy another one.

Seeing the cars in his mother's garage made Chuck feel that his preference was very much similar to his mother's.

"Silly child, these are all yours. If you don't think it's enough, I'll buy as many as you want." Karen felt that she had owed Chuck her accompaniment for his whole 19 life. She felt guilty.

Chuck was moved and said, "Alright mom! Where are we going today?"

"We're going to attend a party. Drive out first and I'll tell you where to go."

"Alright."

Chuck stepped on the gas and the engine roared ferociously like a beast, to which he found overly pleasant to listen to. Karen felt at ease when she saw Chuck acting like an innocent child.

All of a sudden, she fell silent. She asked carefully, "Chuck, if Yvette can't be with you in the end and I ask you to marry someone else, will you agree?"

Chuck heard her. He paused for a long time before replying, "No, I won't."

Yvette had been with Chuck since young. At that time, Chuck had regarded Yvette as his one and only wife. Nevertheless, because he had yet to realize the importance of those things, Yvette slowly grew more and more disappointed, leading up till today.

Despite that, Yvette still didn't get close to any man. She was in a predicament. Deep inside her heart, she hated Chuck, yet she couldn't bear to do so.

Fortunately, she did not give up on Chuck, and witnessed him turning over a new leaf over time.

Yvette chose to forgive him even when Chuck killed her grandfather. Nevertheless, she simply could not get over her feelings when Karen killed her father. It was too much for her to bear.

Chuck was remorseful for what he had done, and he would not give up upon Yvette so easily.

"Okay, I understand."

Karen made up her mind. Since Yvette couldn't overcome it, then she would settle this once and for all.

In spite of that, Karen still had something to worry about, and her main concern was Chadrick...

"Chuck, go straight and turn left at the last junction." Karen directed him. Chuck put the pedal to the medal, and the engine roared as it sped. It was spectacular!

Yvette came out of the room and coincidentally saw Betty. She remained silent.

Betty stopped her and asked, "Yvette, where are you going?"

"I... I need to go out," Yvette replied while lowering her head. "I'll go with you then." Betty did not want anything bad to happen to Yvette. After all, this was the United States.

"Thank you, I'm just going out for a walk."

"Okay then. Do you need a car? There are many cars in the garage..."

"No, thank you." Yvette headed out at once.

Betty was helpless as she still had other things to deal with.

Yvette flagged a taxi and went to her home. Her grandfather had made it clear that she could only return after she had improved her assassin skills tremendously in her home country.

It was time for her to reclaim her possessions.

She vividly recalled how her cousin had treated her when they were at Floriland!

She had the inheritance certificate from her grandfather, and she was determined to take everything back!

She got into the car and drove home with a heavy heart. This was the place where she was born, and where her now dead father had once taken care of her. A sense of deep sadness overwhelmed her.

If it hadn't been Karen, she might have been living here all the time, and wouldn't be Chuck's wife...

Yvette stood at the door for a long time. Although her skills had improved, she still could not enter straight away. She would definitely be confronted by her so- called family members, which were impossible for her to deal with all alone. She contemplated for a while and decided to come up with a plan!

She vowed to get back what belonged to her.

All of a sudden, she noticed a sports car driving out of her house. It turned out to be her cousin brother who had hit her previously.

He looked pretty arrogant and had most likely gained control of the family authority and wealth.

She stared at her cousin's car as he drove away, her eyes gleaming with a hint of menace. She decided to follow him!

If she could catch her cousin first, everything would be much easier to deal with!

Yvette stopped a car to tailgate him, but how could a taxi beat a sports car? She was quickly left behind. Fortunately, she managed to spot her cousin in front of a restaurant from a distance.

She tipped the taxi driver and got off, then walked inside the restaurant briskly.

She had no problem entering high-end places like this due to her noble temperament. She glanced around and found that her cousin was walking towards the bathroom.

Yvette walked in and a gun was pointed at Yvette's head abruptly!

She paused.

"So it's you! It seems that it's my lucky day today!" It was Yvette's cousin brother, Damon.

Yvette was motionless and she gazed blankly at him. "How dare you come to the United States? Are you digging your own grave?" He mocked with a sarcastic smile, "Come in! I'll let you in!"

She went in, all the while having a gun pointed to her head.

"Kneel down! Now!"

"You took what belonged to me! Give it back!" Yvette uttered coldly.

"Give it back? Are you qualified? Do you know that you're just a b*tch? You want to fight for inheritance with me? I'll have you die right now!" Damon cocked the gun at her head.

"You can't kill me, because I'm not who I used to be!" Yvette shrugged nonchalantly. The dagger in her hand was perfectly inserted into the gun trigger.

Damon was rooted to the spot!

Bang!

She landed a punch on his stomach.

Damon shrieked and took a few steps back, clenching his stomach while groaning in pain. Yvette punched him again, accurately hitting the vital parts of his body!

He shrieked from the agony and fear. This was unbelievable!

He was a warrior as well. How could he be beaten by Yvette?!

Was it all just a bad dream?

Yvette picked up the gun and pointed it at him.

"No, don't kill me, I am your cousin!" Damon immediately begged for mercy.

"My cousin?"

She almost died when she at Floriland. Her mother had to leave the United States and hide in another country. Yvette hated this so-called cousin of hers very much!

"I'm your cousin, your relative! Don't shoot me, please don't," Damon pleaded pitifully.

Yvette ordered, "Get up, you piece of trash!"

Damon got up, and Yvette pointed the gun at his head. She barked another order at him, "Walk out and bring me home!"

"What, what are you planning to do?" Damon almost jumped out of his skin.

"I'm going to take back what belongs to me! I'm going to take back everything!" Yvette was cold- eyed.

As he led the way, he was shaking like a leaf. With his back facing Yvette, a glimmer of cunningness flashed through his eyes. Was Yvette still intent on getting what she thought was hers back?

Hah! She'll know once they got home!

"Okay, I'll lead the way."

As Damon drove her home, Yvette pointed the gun towards him throughout the journey. After they reached home, the two of them came out of the car.

Yvette was deadpan.

"Get out of the car!" Yvette pointed at him with a gun, and Damon trembled as he got out of the car slowly.

"Take me to see them! I want to take back everything!" Yvette instructed callously. Damon laughed dispassionately as he led the way.

All of a sudden, they were surrounded.

Hundreds of guns appeared out of nowhere, and all of them were aimed at Yvette!

How could the Superb Household Forces not take any action after seeing their Young Master being held hostage so blatantly?

Damon sneered, "Yvette, I advise you to put down your gun and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I'll turn you into a beehive!"

She was still foolishly stupid. How dare she think of reclaiming everything back? How dumb was she to follow him home without knowing that there were Superb Household Forces here?