Novel Catchup
Chapter 737: 234: That's Viola Thompson! _7
Chapter 737: 234: That’s Viola Thompson! _7
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Flora was speechless, “Uncle, I’m video chatting with Vio and the others. How can I appreciate Vio’s unparalleled beauty if I turn off the light?”
Hearing Mr. White’s voice, Rachel instinctively tidied her hair and asked, “Flora, are you at your uncle’s house?”
Flora nodded with disdain, “Yeah, he is so stingy! He insists on me turning off the light. Tell me, how much electricity could a single light waste?”
At this moment, Mr. White suddenly appeared behind Flora, holding her ear, saying, “The crystal lamp in our living room consumes 0.25 kWh per hour, and it has been on for more than two hours tonight, so you…”
Suddenly seeing Mr. White on camera, Rachel was first taken aback, and then her heartbeat started racing.
Thump, thump.
She suddenly regretted not applying light makeup.
Flora interrupted Mr. White directly, “Can I pay for it? People are video calling!”
“Okay,” Mr. White said, “the video call won’t stop you from transferring money. Send me the electric bill first.”
He didn’t care at all that there were four young girls on the video call.
Nor did he care that his words were overheard.
Flora switched to Mr. White’s chat box, “Will 200 dollars do?”
Mr. White clicked to receive the payment, and then turned and walked upstairs.
After Mr. White left, Flora expressed her annoyance, “My uncle is so stingy! I hope he finds a wife who spends money like water and spends all his wealth!”
Hearing this, Mr. White glanced back and added, “If my future wife spends 200,000 dollars a day, my current assets can sustain her for 500 years.”
Mr. White’s face was full of four words:
RICH.
Willful!
Flora: “…”
Diana and Fiona on the other side of the video couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Viola couldn’t help but chuckle as well.
Diana then said, “Flora, hurry up and ask your uncle if I can qualify to be your aunt.”
Upon hearing this,
Rachel was taken aback.
Does Diana like Mr. White as well?
It makes sense.
Mr. White is so outstanding; it’s hard for anyone not to like him.
She never had a chance with Mr. White anyway, so why should she care who else likes him?
Flora knew that Diana was joking, and replied with a smile, “You probably don’t qualify.”
“Why not?” Diana asked.
Flora continued, “My uncle won’t marry a woman who spends over 100,000 dollars on a single bag. I remember you have several bags that cost more than 100,000 dollars.”
Although Diana’s family could not be considered a top-tier wealthy family, they were not short on money,
Diana: “…”
A moment later, Diana said, “Does your stingy uncle plan to take all his savings to the grave?”
“Not ruling out that possibility.” Flora nodded in agreement.
At that moment, Mr. White came downstairs with his laptop and sat on the couch, starting to work.
Flora frowned slightly, “Uncle, why did you come downstairs?”
“The power went out upstairs, so I came downstairs to work.”
“I paid for the electricity! How can you do this!” Flora gritted her teeth.
“Wasting energy is shameful.” Mr. White turned to look at Flora with an air of education, “We should all conserve energy for the Earth.”
Flora: “…”
Half an hour later, Flora ended her chat with Viola and the others.
Flora went through the group chat records and somehow saw the video of Viola getting drunk that Diana had sent to the group.
Flora, holding a pillow, walked up to Mr. White and said with a smile, “Uncle, I have something interesting to show you.”
“What?” Mr. White had just finished his work, closed his laptop, and looked at Flora.
Flora squinted her eyes, trying to get something out of her stingy uncle, “It’s a video about Vio. Send me a red envelope, and I’ll show it to you.”
“I don’t want to watch it. I’m not interested.” With that, Mr. White picked up his laptop and left.
“You can go!” Flora crossed her legs, betting that Mr. White wouldn’t be able to resist his curiosity and want to see what the video was about.
But he didn’t.
Mr. White didn’t even look back once.
Now Flora was in a hurry, so she quickly got up from the sofa, “Uncle!”
“What’s wrong again?” Mr. White glanced back.
Impatience was apparent.
Flora continued, “Uncle, are you sure you don’t want to watch it?”
“I don’t.” A crisp and efficient answer.
Flora sighed, “Alright, alright, you win! Come here; I’ll show you for free!”
“Not going to watch it.”
Flora gritted her teeth, “I’ll pay you 10 dollars.”
She was really going to be pissed off by her uncle.
“Deal.” It was then that Mr. White finally agreed to turn around.