Chapter 187 - Rushing Over To Give Them Money!
She Becomes Glamorous After The Engagement Annulment
Cherry, â?â
Were they asking her if she had ever played it before?
Kiddo, are you sure you arenât joking??she thought.
She looked down at the cell phone in her handsâit was her brotherâs. In order to prevent anyone from discovering that they had switched places, they would always switch cell phones with each other, too.
In order to play her game, she had prepared two cell phones for herself. The one that she had brought with her here was her brotherâs, so the game wasnât installed in it. She said, âGimme a moment, I have to download the game first!â
Fatty nodded. âOkay, hurry up.â
Cherry nodded and stretched out her chubby little finger. She pressed a few times nimbly on the phone and started the download.
On the other side, Chester panicked.
He was on his little nephewâs side, after all!
Thus, he came over hastily and said, âWhat are you guys playing? Iâll carry you guys!â
Fatty knew that this uncle of his was great at games, and even live-streamed. If he carried them in the game, it definitely wouldnât highlight Peteâs stupidity.
Fattyâs eyes swiveled around. Then, he grinned and said, âPete has never played this game before, so heâll definitely have a hard time getting started. Why donât we have a PvP battle with each other first? This way, he can also familiarize himself with the game!â
PvP battles referred to one-on-one, player-versus-player battles in the game.
Once a player lost all of their HP, their character would die.
Fatty felt that Pete definitely wouldnât be familiar with the game, since this was his first time playing it. Wouldnât he be able to easily trash the other party and take several of his lives, then? If he could get a kill ratio of zero to several dozen, Daddy and Grandpa would definitely praise him!
He could also take the opportunity to show everyone present that he, Fatty, was the most outstanding child in this generation of the Hunts.
Chester was usually quite the dimwit, but he nevertheless instantly understood the seven to eight-year-old boyâs intentions.
He said anxiously, âNo, that wonât do!â
âWhy not?â asked Fatty.
Chester coughed and said, âWho would ask for a PvP battle right off the bat? I donât think this is fair to Pete.â
Fatty argued for his case and said, âIt isnât unfair. This would also allow us to see Peteâs level, after all. Are you scared to have a PvP battle with me, Pete?â
Cherry, who was currently downloading the game, looked up with her big round eyes when she heard him.
She blinked and replied, âSure, no problem!â
Her young, tender voice could practically make one melt.
Her voice made Mrs. Hunt feel as if someone had just coated her heart in honey. She beckoned to her and said, âWe wonât play with him if you donât want to, Pete! Come over to Great-Grandma instead!â
Cherry tilted her head and looked at Mrs. Hunt. When she saw the elderly ladyâs kind eyes, she smiled sweetly and said, âItâll be fine, Great-Grandma!â
Mrs. Hunt shook her head and said earnestly, âItâs not good to immerse yourself in games. Take a look at Chester; werenât all of you opposed to him playing games?â
Raymond laughed and said, âItâs not like Fatty is playing it as a profession. Heâs just cultivating the mind and spirit. Besides, I heard that playing games can also train a childâs ability to focus, so itâs not necessarily all bad. Clever children will always master everything at one go, no matter what they do.â
A smiling Roger also said, âDonât worry, Grandma. Pete has always been smart ever since he was a baby. He has a very high IQ, so a bit of gaming wonât be any trouble for him at all.â
Then, Roger looked at Fatty and said, âShow your younger cousin some mercy.â
Fatty grinned and replied, âNo problem, Daddy!â
At the sight of his confidence, Roger suddenly suggested, âIt certainly isnât quite appropriate to just focus on playing games. Why donât we have a bet?â
Raymond immediately spoke in favor of the suggestion. He said, âThatâs a good idea! Otherwise, the children wonât be motivated to win, either! Why donât we have a bet? If Fatty loses, Iâll give up 1% of my shares in the company. How does that sound?â
1% of his shares?
Now, that was going a little too far!
The Huntsâ assets were worth trillions of dollars. Even though he only owned 20% of the companyâs shares, 1% of that 20% was still worth several millions of dollars!
Mrs. Huntâs expression darkened. âThe children are just fooling around. The stakes are too high, Raymond!â
âWhatâs the big deal?â
Raymond walked over to Mrs. Hunt with a smile and took her arm. The man was already in his fifties, yet he was behaving like a child. He said, âWeâre just having fun, Mom! Besides, we are a family. Itâs the same no matter who owns the shares! Iâm sure Justin will rise up to the challenge, right?â
Justin cast his eyes down and said, âAre you talking about 1% of the companyâs shares, or 1% of your shares in the company, Uncle Raymond?â
Raymond was taken aback for a moment.
Justin sneered, âSince you want to have some fun, then letâs up the stakes. What say you to 1% of the companyâs shares?â
Given how profitable the Hunt Corporationâs shares were, 1% of the compnayâs shares would involve a transfer of billions of dollarsâ worth of profits!
The stakes were too high!
Who would gamble dozens of billions of dollars on a one-time bet?
Raymondâs expression darkened. He subconsciously looked at Roger.
Roger smiled and said, âSince Justin has said so, then letâs do just that.â
Raymond wanted to say something, but Roger tugged on his sleeve, lowered his voice, and said, âJustin must have suddenly raised the stakes because he thinks you wonât bear to part with that much money, so you definitely wonât dare to continue with the bet!â
Raymond immediately understood what Roger meant!
So, Justin was waging psychological warfare with him!
He let out a cold laugh and exchanged a look with Roger. Then, he lowered his voice and asked, âAre you sure Pete has never played that game before?â
Roger nodded. âHe is always studying every day, so how would he possibly have any time to play games? He only downloaded it once in California and played it for an afternoon there, but he uninstalled it after that. Iâm sure he canât play it.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Raymond looked at his little grandson again.
Fatty was seven to eight years old this year, and he was very good at games.
The Hunts were all very smart. Wouldnât it be a cinch for Fatty to bully a five-year-old?
Besides, no matter how clever a child was, they would still have to familiarize themselves with the gameâs workings before they could become adept at any game. This pocket of time Pete would need, signified that victory was pretty much in the bag for Fatty!
Thus, Raymond immediately smiled and said, âSure, Justin. Iâll bet 1% of the companyâs shares. How about you?â
Justin was about to speak when Raymond suddenly added, âYouâre the head of the Hunt Corporation, so I canât possibly ask for your shares, either, right? How about thisâif Fatty is lucky enough to win, then youâll give me that ring that Mom gave Pete just now! This request isnât too much, is it?â
At first glance, when one compared shares worth billions of dollars to a ring worth millions of dollars, it seemed like Raymond was losing out in the deal.
However, one could earn billions of dollars, but the ring was priceless!
Moreover, that wasnât just a mere ringâit was also something that symbolized the wife of the next head of the family!
Raymond had certainly got it all figured out!
Mrs. Hunt became infuriated at once. She said, âHow can you gamble with each other when the children are just playing some games at home? Besides, thatâs a gift from me. How can it be transferred to someone else?â
Raymond looked at her and said, âHow can you be so biased, Mom? Why didnât you say that weâre going too far when I offered my shares worth billions of dollars? Or is it because⦠Justin doesnât dare to take up the bet with me?â