Chapter 49: I’m Too Poor!
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Peter earnestly suggested, “Why not send her away? I’ve looked into her background. It’s quite interesting. Do you want to see?”
Elizabeth lifted her small face, the size of a palm, and blinked her curled lashes. After a mont, she shook her head, “No need.
She didn’t quite understand familial bonds, but she did know that the Wilson family cared deeply about family harmony. If she did sothing, they would be upset.
Elizabeth added, “I have a private jet; she doesn’t. I’m the richest person; she isn’t. I own thousands of properties; she doesn’t. I have ownership rights to dozens of mountains; she doesn’t. I have countless patents; she doesn’t…”
Peter, after blankly staring for a while, interrupted her, “That’s enough. I get it.
If I listen anymore, I’ll start resenting the wealthy.”
Elizabeth spoke in an indifferent tone but seriously, “What I have, she doesn’t.
What she has, I also have. So, there’s no need.”
Moreover, till now, she hasn’t felt much attachnt to the Wilson family. She stayed with them simply following Grandpa’s wishes. It was like a mission. She was just fulfilling that mission.
Peter was speechless.
He said solemnly, “Rember, don’t brag about your wealth to others. I’m afraid you’ll drown in their disdain.”
Elizabeth thought for a mont and nodded vigorously, “Okay.”
She agreed with Peter. A regular person wouldn’t flaunt their wealth so blatantly.
Silently, Peter assessed his net worth.
Damn!
I only have tens of millions. I’m way too poor!
Several minutes later, Elizabeth unplugged so cables and gazed at Peter’s hands, pointing at the scratched finger.
“Why are there scratches?”
Peter, looking a bit guilty, averted his eyes and said, “I recently watched the movie called Spider-Man, and I wanted to see if I could climb with just these hands.”
Elizabeth looked at him with an exasperated expression as if looking at a mischievous child, “Safety Rules, a…”
“A thousand tis, right? I know it.” Peter quickly interrupted her, fearing she might go on endlessly.
Professor Lawrence could be so nitpicky sotis. It was just climbing a cliff. And he did make it to the top.
Robot hands are so powerful!
Elizabeth was pleased with Peter’s realization. She began to pack up.
“I’m leaving.”
Peter tried to persuade her to stay, “So soon? Wait a bit longer. It’s been a while since I tasted your cooking. I’ve already bought the ingredients.”
Despite having tasted countless delicacies, what he missed the most was
Elizabeth’s cooking. It felt like ho, like sothing his mom would make.
Of course, he wouldn’t dare let Elizabeth know he thought of her as a mother.
“So other ti.” Elizabeth lowered her head and slowly packed her things.
Peter courteously escorted her out, and they both headed outside.
As if rembering sothing, Elizabeth raised her head, revealing deep black eyes, and softly asked Peter a question.
“Was it you who interfered with Lily Wilson’s family’s business?”
Peter was taken aback for a mont, straining to recall. Finally, he rembered who Elizabeth was referring to: the person who had mocked Elizabeth for wearing knock-off brands.
Recalling the insults and deaning words thrown at Elizabeth, Peter was still irritated.
“Foolish humans! Do they know how precious Professor Lawrence is?”
“It wasn’t ,” Peter waved his hand and said regretfully, “I wanted to help you get back at her, but soone beat to it.”
“Who?” Elizabeth inquired.
Peter had been reluctant to let Elizabeth know, so he hadn’t ntioned this to
her. But now that she had asked directly, he had to answer.
“Alexander Williams..”
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