Chapter 1 An unhappy birthday

"Edward, let's... divorce!" Tomorrow is Edward Trump's 24th birthday. Kristen Watson asked him for a divorce this tonight. Although Kristen often found her temper for no reason recently, Edward never expected that he would receive such a special ‘birthday gift’ before his 24th birthday.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Edward was slightly stunned, but he still tried to save something. "Kristen, tomorrow is my birthday, I originally wanted to give you a special gift..." "No need." Edward didn't have time to finish his words, and Kristen waved tiredly.

"You work so hard, being an lower-level employee in the company during the day, and taking part-time deliveries at night. I really don't need your surprise gifts full of your sweat, you are too hard and too tired."

Edward seemed to see some hope, and he looked up with joy in his eyes. "Kristen, I don't think it's hard. You are worth it. I'm willing to be tired ..."

"But I don't want, I don't like, understand!!!" Kristen Watson finally couldn't help it. She stomped and snarled loudly, interrupting Edward's words. "I don't want to smell a sour sweat from the gift every time I receive your gift!" "I don't want my colleagues tell me deliberately that the food they took last night was sent by my husband!" "I don't want to squeeze the bus every day after work to avoid the dirty hands of those dirty men!" "I don't want to go home to cook every day after work, I hate the smell of oil smoke!" "I want a splendid nightlife and a romantic candlelight dinner, I want an enviable BBA, and I want to carry a bag that makes my colleagues jealous. Do you know all this?"

Edward didn't expect Kristen would despise the smell of sweat from his hard work. But thinking of his feelings for Kristen, Edward said frankly: "I can give you all these tomorrow."

Kristen shook her head with a sigh. "I'm tired, I don't want to hear your dreams. Just divorce tomorrow." No longer giving Edward a chance to speak, Kristen walked into the bedroom, and locked the door.

Looking at the sweet wedding photos hanging on the wall, and then looking at the closed bedroom door, Edward smiled bitterly.

Cherishing, tolerance, hard work, diligence, these were ultimately no match for the word "money". After sitting for nearly half an hour, Edward was ready to lie down in guest room. But at this moment, the bedroom door was opened, and then Kristen's beautiful face with a disdainful expression was displayed.

Edward was very happy, thinking that Kristen still valued this feeling after all. But at the next moment, a small black square box with pink ties was thrown under his feet. This was Edward's gift in Kristen's bedroom, but it was thrown out.

Bending over to pick up the box, Edward grinned bitterly for the last time. He also tried to ask Kristen one last time, "Don't you see what gift I gave you?"

"No, I don't want to smell that sour sweat anymore." The next second the words came, the sound of the bedroom door being locked again followed. Stepping forward to the guest room, Edward took the small box and sat on the bed. Took out a pack of miscellaneous cigarettes from his pockets, and draw out a cigarette that was less curved and wrinkled, flattened and lit. The smoke was choking, but now it seemed not only choked his throat, but also choked his heart. After taking a few deep breaths, he held a cigarette and opened the small box that Kristen threw out like garbage.

In the box with golden velvet cloth, there was a silver-white metal bank card and a mobile phone that had never displayed on the market. This phone looked very low, like a fake product made from old parts in a small workshop, without even a logo.

But in fact, this was a dual-system customized mobile phone. Usually the Android system was displayed when lighting the screen. Only after the iris recognition verification was passed, it would show another system - Global MHL Customized for the Trump Family.

This was a family customized system. In addition to the Trump family's internal contacts, notifications, and meetings, it can also access the world's top underground trading market. And Mercedes Currency World was the most basic application.

Placed the customized phone in front of Edward, and pointed the front camera to Edward's left eye iris, the Global MHL Customization System for Trump was launched after the sound of “beep-”.

Turning on the system, Edward found the scene of brilliant fireworks blooming on the screen, and then eight large characters flashed - Congratulations to Edward Trump, happy birthday. At the moment, it was already 00:30.

Edward chuckled, and the smoke exited with a low swearing. "What a happy birthday this is." He threw away cigarette butts, and tapped his inbox. Various congratulatory messages flooded in it, but 90% of the senders Edward did not know. There were many outside relatives in the family, but more were the younger brothers of the Trump family. As for the content, Edward guessed that it must be some flattery congratulations.

The only message that he opened was from the Mercedes Currency World-"Congratulations to Mr. Edward Trump, you have been an adult, the Mercer exclusive account has automatically activated, and the current balance is $10,000,000."

Ten millions, US dollars, equivalent Sixty millions yuan, this is a small gift from the Trump family to an adult-age children. The Trump family stipulated that 24 years old was considered as an adult, and the child would not receive any benefits from family funds before, especially those who honed their skills outside the family circle.

But after adulthood, in addition to 10 million US dollars, they can receive a monthly dividend from the family's global industry. Especially the lineal descendants, the amount of money was even more amazing! But Edward didn't care much about it now.

Ten million dollars was enough for him to turn his current life upside down. Putting the phone away, Edward took out the silver-colored, pure palladium-made Mercer card which was heavy. He weighed it when he was a kid. It was just 60 grams, about twice that of ordinary bank cards.

According to the price of physical palladium, this card alone was worth more than 20,000 yuan, which did not count the value of the name inlaid with fine diamonds. The most precious was not this, but this the account number: 8888-0168. Global honored customers’ number of Mercer cards all started with 8888, with a total of eight card numbers. This also meant that Edward Trump was the 168th person in the world to own this distinguished Mercer card.

In fact, many oil tyrants in the Middle East were unaware of the existence of such cards. It was not that Mercer card failed to get their approval, but they were simply not qualified to get it! Playing with the card in his hand, Edward looked at Kristen's bedroom and muttered. "I wrote a rich and glorious piece for you, but you sing ‘each going his own way’. Really good!" suddenly, the phone rang, and it was the call from sister Emma Trump.

"Dear Edward, happy birthday! I’ll go to celebrate your birthday tomorrow, and meet my sister-in-law by the way, I also bring her a gift!"

"Emma, I am going to divorce... because I am too poor for Kristen... "