The Mighty Fighter Is Back

Chapter 11: Gift from Maria

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."

Jane glanced at Pierre, "Richard, you have so many vicious people behind you. Do you think these people can scare others? This is all fake. Let them get out of here! They are eyesores!"

Eddy frowned slightly, with an impatient look, "Yeah, Richard, let them go."

They all thought Pierre and other people were actors hired by Richard.

Pierre, Joe, and Patrick were unhappy to hear that.

They were generals in the W gang. The heads of the countries of the Northwest War Zone had to treat them with respect. Were they now despised by a civilian?

Richard turned back and stared at them, "Just go."

The W gang had many enemies in the world. The more people knew their identity, the more dangerous it would be.

So, he didn't want his parents-in-law to know that.

Pierre and others understood him, immediately nodded and walked away.

Hearing Richard “admitted” that he was acting, they were even more disappointed.

Eddy Smith, in particular, looked bleaker.

He thought that Richard had already done something. Now that Richard was acting, he was very disappointed.

Richard ignored them but looked at Maria with love.

At this moment, he felt like he’d got the most precious things in his life.

Was there anything more perfect in life than a successful career, a wife and a daughter?

"Maria, Dad will keep you safe and sound from today! As for those who have bullied you, I will make them pay for it!" Richard secretly made up his mind.

He would protect his daughter from now on and learned how to be a good dad.

Catherine took out a folder and handed it to Richard, "This is from Maria. Take a look at it. I hope you can settle down in the future. Be a good father. I will find a way to solve the money problem!"

"From Maria?" Richard opened the folder.

It was a folder full of Maria’s paintings!

All of these were Maria’s imaginary dads: in doctor's clothes, in police outfits, in astronaut outfits and so on.

In the pictures were painted all kinds of occupations with different words.

Every picture had a word from Maria, “Dad, I miss you." Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

"Dad, where are you?"

"Dad, mom said you went to work in a faraway place. What do you do?"

"Dad, are you an astronaut? I miss you so much ..."

"Dad, would you stop working and come back to stay with Maria? Maria doesn't want to be told that I had no Daddy ..."

In the picture, there were tear stains.

It was conceivable that Maria drew these in tears.

Seeing these documents, Richard couldn’t help weeping.

"I just want a husband who keeps his feet on the ground, and Maria just needs a father to pamper her. Can you do that?" Catherine asked.

Richard wiped away the tears and nodded, "Sure!"

He secretly swore that this time he must protect his wife and give Maria a better future. He would not allow anyone to destroy his family!

"Today we will have a party at Room 2 in the InterContinental Hotel. You just go with me and help me if they ask me to drink." Catherine said.

"Okay. I need to use the bathroom first." Richard replied.

He stepped out of the ward and called Pierre, "Pierre, tell the richest man in Heufville Province and some of our satellite forces to come to the InterContinental Hotel tonight. I have to leave something with them."

"Got it."

"How are things going on with James Miller?"

"We’ve set the trap. It may act on him soon."

"Good."

After he hung up the phone, Richard’s eyes turned cold.

James just broke an arm. Such pain was far from enough. He must let James live in pain forever, let him suffer into the endless cycle of hell!

After all these, Richard returned to the ward, staring at Maria in bed.

...

At the same time in the Miller’s.

"Ah!"

James burst into a heartbreaking scream.

He was rolling in bed with terrible pain, looking anguished.

At this point, he felt a sharp pain all over. His muscle hurt as if torn, making his forehead sweating.

Seeing that, George panicked and turned to look at the doctor, "Doctor, how can my son suddenly be like this? Please save him!"