The Mighty Fighter Is Back

The Smith family did have some power.

Being the most beautiful woman in the family, Catherine went to private school and knew a lot of rich people.

One of her classmates was a billionaire. Maybe she could borrow the money from him!

Richard frowned, took out a credit card, handed it to Catherine, "Don't borrow from others. Here is some money I have saved. Not much. It’s just about 100 million.”

He didn’t need money. Most of his money was managed by the financial department of the W gang.

But he still had hundreds of millions in his card.

"100 Million? Oh, why don't you say 10 billion?" Jane sneered with disdain on her face.

"Richard, that's enough. Don't be so unrealistic, okay?" Eddy looked disappointed.

100 Million!

They had to sale most of the Smith family's assets for that. Richard Thompson, a poor guy, how could he have that much money?"

Wasn't this a joke?

Richard frowned, "I really have. If you don't believe, just check the balance here. The password is Catherine's birthday."

Jane looked in disgust, patted the card away, and threw it in the trash can.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Jane sneered and taunted, " You can make a hundred million in five years? Who do you think you are? Do you think I would believe that?"

Richard frowned and wanted to say something.

At this time, Catherine said, "Well, Richard, don’t bark at the moon. 100 million, not everyone can make that money."

"Richard, you have so many vicious people behind you. Do you think these people can

slightly, with an impatient

thought Pierre and other people

Joe, and Patrick were unhappy to

of the Northwest War Zone had to treat them with respect. Were they now

and stared at

more

want his parents-in-law

others understood him,

was acting, they were even more

in particular,

something. Now that Richard was acting, he

but looked at Maria

like he’d got the most precious things

perfect in life than a successful career, a wife and a

those who have bullied you,

protect his daughter from now on and learned

at it. I hope you can settle down in the future. Be a good father. I

Richard

was a folder full

imaginary dads: in doctor's clothes, in police outfits, in astronaut outfits

pictures were painted all kinds of occupations with different

word from Maria, “Dad, I

"Dad, where are you?"

to work in

an astronaut? I miss you so much

stay with Maria?

the picture, there were tear

conceivable that Maria drew

these documents, Richard couldn’t