chapter 19 rolls royce

Horacio was completely clueless about his finances. He never knew how much money he had. To him, money was just a series of numbers. Although Gavril was usually joking and acting casually, he was a very careful person. All the logistics and financial power of the Dragon God Palace were under his control. Horacio had always entrusted Gavril with managing his finances. "Boss, I can't explain this clearly. Your money comes in faster than tap water. Helping you manage your finances is harder than fighting a war. I can't explain the specific figures. Anyway, they are rising sharply every day. Let's do it this way. There will be someone coming to you this afternoon. I've instructed her to take care of your finances, so you can ask her then." Gavril answered on the other end of the phone. "Fuck!" Horacio cursed angrily and then hung up the phone. Gavril was becoming more and more lazy now. Horacio didn't expect that he would hand over the task assigned to him to someone else. When he returned to the room, he saw that Gemma was still sobbing quietly. Horacio quickly went up to her and comforted her with a smile. "Don't worry. I'm here no matter how big the problem is. Even if the sky falls, I still can support you." Then he talked about some relaxing and interesting topics, which gradually made Gemma feel relieved. "By the way, when we were shopping in the mall just now, I saw you looking into the bridal shop. Do you like the wedding dresses there?" Horacio asked with a smile. Gemma nodded slightly, a trace of yearning and bitterness flashed in her eyes, and sighed. "I thought I was going to die that day. Apart from feeling sorry for you and Deborah, my only regret is that I've never worn a wedding dress.” To a woman, life was only complete after wearing a wedding dress once in her life. Horacio took Gemma's hand and proposed, "Gemma, let's get married!" Gemma was stunned, and Horacio added, "Although we already have Deborah, I hope to organize a grand wedding for you so that you can wear a wedding gown and become the happiest bride in the world! " Gemma's eyes turned red, with a bitter look on her face. "Forget about the wedding. There is no need to spend that money. We just need to live a good life now." For Gemma, whether it was a wedding or a wedding gown, they were all out of reach. Her biggest wish was that the family of three could be united, enjoy three meals a day, and live peacefully. "No, the wedding must be held. It's up to me. That's it!" Horacio said firmly, "I promise, I will give you an extremely grand wedding and make you the happiest bride in the world!" Gemma looked at Horacio's serious look and was particularly touched, but she just smiled and said nothing. She thought Horacio was just trying to make her happy. In the afternoon, Gemma cooked at home, and Horacio went to pick up Deborah from kindergarten. Gemma had been having a hard time in the past few years, so Deborah went to a semi-public kindergarten, and the conditions were naturally far inferior to those of most kindergartens. "Dad!" Deborah walked out of the door carrying a small schoolbag. When she saw Horacio, she quickly opened her arms and flew towards Horacio like a small fireball. "My good daughter, give me a hug!" Horacio picked up Deborah and felt that this moment was the happiest in his life. "Did you get into trouble at school today?" Horacio pinched Deborah's pink little cheek lovingly. "I was so good today. I even got a little red flower. My teacher also rewarded me with candy." Deborah took a few candies from her pocket, peeled one off, and stuffed it into Horacio's mouth. "Dad, isn't it sweet?" "Well, sweet, very sweet. This is the most delicious thing Dad has ever tasted..." The candy melted in Horacio's mouth, and it was sweet to the heart. "Dad, I also left one for Mom. I want to share the rest with other children, okay?" Deborah blinked her big twinkling eyes and asked. "Well, Deborah is so good. This is your own thing. You can divide it how you want." Horacio smiled and put Deborah down. Deborah quickly ran toward a little boy next to her, "Michael, here you go. This is the candy rewarded by the teacher. This is for you." "I won't eat it!" Unexpectedly, the little boy knocked the candy in Deborah's hand on the ground in disgust and said sideways, "Who wants to eat the little bastard's food?" "I'm not a little bastard..." Deborah was so aggrieved that her eyes immediately turned red. "Bullshit! You don't have a father, so you are just a little bastard!" The little boy pointed at Deborah's nose and shouted, "Little bastard, little bastard..." "Who said Deborah doesn't have a father?" Horacio walked over, gently held Deborah in his arms, and said calmly, "I am Deborah's father. Children, it is wrong to curse people." "What are you doing? Why are you talking to my child like this?" At this time, a man dressed like he was selling insurance came over, pulled the little boy aside, glared at Horacio, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you scolding my son?" Horacio glanced at the man and explained, "I didn't scold him. I just told him that it's wrong to curse people. I'm Deborah's father." "So what?" The insurance man said disdainfully, "Keep your daughter away from my child in the future, and don't bring my son down!" "What do you mean?" Horacio frowned slightly. "Why did Deborah bring your child down?" The insurance man sneered. "Our status is so different." "Look at the low-quality clothes you're wearing. Are they even more than 15 dollars in total? My monthly salary is more than 1,300 dollars. How can you compare with me?" "What kind of children can a family like yours educate? Please keep your daughter away from my son in the future!" Horacio's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light. But it vanished quickly. If it weren't for the children, Horacio would have wanted to throw him over with a slap. What on earth kind of theory was this? Children of poor people were not human beings? "Dad, did I do something wrong..." Deborah's eyes were red, and she looked at Horacio with a guilty look. "No. Deborah did nothing wrong. Deborah is the most well-behaved child!" Horacio smiled and gently wiped away the tears on Deborah's face. "Let's go. I will take you home." Just as they were about to leave, they heard the naughty kid behind them shout, "You little bastard, you little bastard, you little bastard..." Swish... Horacio suddenly turned his head, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. The naughty kid was frightened and started crying. "Who the hell are you staring at?" The insurance man walked forward angrily, pointed at Horacio's nose, and said angrily, "I order you now to apologize to my son immediately!" Horacio's wrist trembled slightly for a moment, then he suddenly looked up, and a violent aura burst out of his eyes with a roar! The insurance man was so frightened that he instinctively staggered back and said, trembling, "You... What do you want to do? I'm warning you not to mess around..." "Dad!" At this moment, Deborah suddenly pulled Horacio's arm with tears in her eyes. "Dad, let's not quarrel, okay..." Hearing Deborah's voice, the extremely arrogant anger in Horacio's body was withdrawn again. "You should be grateful that this is the entrance to the kindergarten," Horacio stated calmly. He did have murderous intent just now. If it weren't for the fact that this was the entrance of a kindergarten and there were so many children there, the insurance man would have been unable to breathe. "Who the hell are you scaring?" The insurance man regained his composure and said angrily, "Keep your children away from my son from now on and then have some self-awareness. People like you are never worthy of dealing with elites like us!" Rumble... At this time, they suddenly heard the sound of an engine next to them. "Look, Rolls-Royce!" someone in the crowd exclaimed. A black and gold Rolls-Royce drove towards this side and pulled over. "Dad, what kind of car is this? It's so beautiful!" The naughty boy asked that as he was about to reach out and touch it. The insurance man trembled in fright, quickly pulled the naughty child back, and said nervously, "Don't touch it! Stay away!"