Chapter 140

Martha was dumbstruck!

Her breath got stuck in her throat!

One… hundred billion?!

With a loud thud, Martha fell backward and landed on the ground. Her whole body had begun trembling

uncontrollably.

Very soon, several people gathered around her as they looked and pointed.

“Oh, is she having a seizure?”

“Call the emergency number quickly!”

“Hurry up and call for someone. This looks serious!”

Not long after, the employees of the bank rushed over and helped lift Martha onto a seat by the side.

They then performed acupressure on her and gave her some water.

Nevertheless, Martha struggled to wake up as her hands trembled. Her eyes were dull when she

mumbled, “Hundred… billion.”

The onlookers were baffled and had no idea what the old woman was mumbling about.

Was she delusional?

By this time, Philip and Wynn had rushed over to the scene.

They had received a call from one of the bank staff who informed them of Martha’s location.

“Mom, how do you feel? Are you alright? Do you want to go to the hospital?”

Wynn trotted over and squatted next to Martha, her face full of anxiety.

Martha was her biological mother after all.

Needless to say, Wynn would be anxious if anything happened to her mother.

Philip followed closely from behind, and an obvious frown could be seen on his face. He saw the bank

card tightly being clutched by Martha. Additionally, the people around them were murmuring something

related to the figure, a hundred billion.

Although everyone else was at a loss, Philip knew exactly what had happened.

His mother-in-law must have seen the amount in the bank card and fainted from shock.

He had to think of a reasonable explanation for the matter.

Judging by Martha’s personality, she would most probably argue that the card had been given to her by

Philip and would seize it.

Martha groaned, and her eyelids fluttered. Then, as soon as she saw Philip, she jumped up. Martha’s

eyes were bright as she stared directly at him. Grabbing his hand, she exclaimed excitedly, “Philip, a

hundred billion… one hundred billion!”

There was one hundred billion in Philip’s card!

Was it real?

Martha could not believe it. Philip had always been a good-for-nothing.

Wynn had not figured it out yet. She stared at Martha and Philip blankly as she asked, “What a hundred

billion?”

Philip shook his head and calmly replied, “I’m not sure either. Is mother…”

Philip had not yet finished his sentence when Wynn understood the gist of it. Hence, Wynn pulled

Martha up and asked, “Mom, what’s wrong with you? What a hundred billion?”

Martha hummed and took Wynn’s hand in hers. She said excitedly, “Wynnie, the card Philip gave to

me, there’s a hundred billion in it!”

The world stopped moving!

Everything fell silent!

Immediately, everyone was dumbfounded.

Their gazes fell on Philip, the seemingly ordinary young man. He was dressed shabbily and looked

nothing like a wealthy man.

A bank balance of a hundred billion, what a joke!

How the hell did it make sense!

“My goodness. Did I hear right, one hundred billion?”

“That old woman must be delusional.”

“Ah, let’s go already. She must have just come out of the hospital. Young lady, you’d better send her

back quickly. It’d be bad if her treatment is delayed.”

The people around them said aloud amongst themselves. Naturally, they did not believe that the card

had a ridiculous balance of a hundred billion.

Everyone regarded Martha as a lunatic.

Even the bank employees shook their heads helplessly before turning around and heading back to

work.

Martha became agitated and shouted at everyone, “It’s true. I really saw that the card has a hundred

billion in it. I’m not lying to you!”

Martha was a prideful person. Evidently, she would not allow herself to be treated as a lunatic by

everyone.

She got up and approached each person, telling them that she had indeed seen one hundred billion in

the card.

Wynn was distraught. She followed Martha around, trying to persuade her as she held onto her arm,

“Mom, stop bothering others. How could there be one hundred billion in the card? You must be

mistaken. Let’s go home, okay?”

Martha refused and shoved Wynn’s hand away. She trotted toward Philip, looked at him earnestly, and

said, “Philip, tell them that you have one hundred billion in your card.”

Philip had to know. The card was his; he had to know.

However, Philip shook his head helplessly and said, “Mom, what one hundred billion are you talking

about? Let’s go home.”

“No, no way, I’m not going home. I have one hundred billion! You gave me this card, so the money is

mine! One hundred billion!” Martha shouted hysterically before rushing to the counter and saying to the

young woman behind the teller, “Hurry up and check its balance for me. Tell them that there’s one

hundred billion in here!”

The bank teller was at a loss. She looked at Philip and said coldly, “Sir, please take her away. We have

other customers to serve.”

‘How could they bring a mental patient out?’

Philip pulled Martha aside and said, “Mom, let’s do it this way. You sit there and take a rest. I’ll check

the bank account’s balance, okay?”

Martha nodded. She was now very flustered.