chapter 35 human weakness

When Perry heard this voice, she instinctively moved her feet away. She had suffered losses at the hands of this madman before. But after she came to his senses, she quickly screamed, "What do you want to do, you stinky beggar? Do you still want to hit someone?" "You try to touch me? This is the Summer residence. Are you trying to overthrow the world?" Horacio's eyes were gloomy. "I'll repeat it. Pick it up!" "Horacio!" Gemma quickly stepped forward and took hold of Horacio's wrist. She looked at Horacio with a pleading look and said, "Let's not make trouble today, okay?" Horacio felt particularly distressed when he saw Gemma's look. The anger in his eyes slowly subsided, and he just gently pulled Deborah to his side. "Grandpa." Gemma looked at Ranjit, bit her lip and said, "I have no other intention of coming today. I sincerely want to invite you to my wedding." After all, Gemma only had a few family members in Junclein City. Although they had conflicts before, she especially wanted to get the blessings of her family at her wedding. "We're busy." Ranjit turned his head to the side and said arrogantly, "We are going to attend the wedding of the president of Golden Banner Bank next Friday, so we don't have time to go to yours." "Also, I would like to advise you that it is best not to hold the wedding. Even if it is to be held, change the time. Don't think about having the wedding on the same day with the president to avoid making a joke." Horacio was stunned and suddenly asked, "Did the president invite you?" Perry snorted coldly, took out the wedding invitation that she regarded as a treasure, showed it to Horacio, and said proudly, "Look. This is a customized invitation for the president's wedding, and it still holds a supreme position! " "Today, I'm going to show you. What does it mean to be a big shot? It's all rimmed with gold. Just this customized invitation is worth tens of thousands. This is something you country bumpkins can't imagine!" Horacio couldn't help but look confused. This invitation was indeed very luxurious, but it smelled of copper and vulgarity, just like the aesthetics of the nouveau riche. "Where did this invitation come from?" Horacio asked curiously. Perry sneered, raised her chin proudly and said, "It's okay to tell you. My boyfriend got this!" "My boyfriend is the eldest son of the Lewis family in Tythton City, which is a top wealthy family. His father and the president are friends, so a mere invitation is no big deal!" After Horacio pondered for a while, he suddenly became happy. "But why doesn't the president know that he has such a great friend?" At this time, Horacio was already sure that the family was 100% deceived. "Does the president have to tell you about his friendships?" Perry said coldly, "Also, don't be too happy too early. Don't think that I don't know that your loan was entirely at my expense!" "It was obviously my boyfriend who informed them at the beginning. They just mistook you for me." "When I meet the president, I have to tell him about this. Then you can just wait to pay back the loan with interest!" "You look so poor, and you still want to start a business. This is absurd. Leave! You are not welcome here!" Listening to these harsh words and seeing their sarcastic look, Gemma's eyes were red with grievance. When leaving the Summer's residence, Gemma couldn't bear it anymore, and tears kept falling. "Mom, don't cry. Or should we cancel my birthday party?" Deborah saw Gemma shed tears and quickly comforted her. "We must hold it. Why should we cancel?" Horacio took Deborah's little hand and smiled and said, "If they don't come, it will be their loss. When the time comes, not only do we have to hold, but we also have to hold a good party, okay?" Then he looked at Gemma and reassured her. "Don't be sad. We've given them a chance to come. Since they don't cherish it themselves, then we won't force it." Gemma smiled bitterly and shook her head, not taking these words seriously. She just thought Horacio was comforting her. After returning home, Gemma looked a little worried. "Horacio, Perry said the loan was approved due to her boyfriend, but they mistook me for her. Do you think this could be the case? Really? Otherwise, why would they give us a loan of 15 million?" What Perry said just now made Gemma feel a little uneasy. The loan of 15 million still seemed a bit unreal to her. With a business license with a debt of several million, why did the bank lend them such a large sum of money? "Don't worry. This loan has nothing to do with her. I estimate that her so-called wealthy boyfriend is probably a liar." Horacio explained. "No way. Grandpa and Perry are both very shrewd people. If he was a liar, wouldn't he have been exposed long ago?" Gemma asked doubtfully. Horacio smiled and looked at Gemma. "When faced with benefits and temptations, no matter how smart you are, you have to fall in." "Scammers never look for targets based on intelligence or stupidity. Instead, they look for greedy people. No matter how smart they are, once they are obsessed with profit, they can do incredibly stupid things." Gemma nodded slightly. "It makes sense, but you can't judge someone as a liar based on this." Horacio smiled and said, "The reason is very simple. Because the president never knew a friend in Tythton City, and the invitation was also fake." "How do you know that invitation is fake?" Gemma asked again. Horacio picked up their invitation, shook it, and said with a smile, "Because this is the real invitation to the president's wedding." "Screw you!" Gemma rolled her eyes angrily, thinking it was a joke. When sending Deborah to kindergarten the next morning, Deborah suddenly asked timidly, "Dad, can I bring some invitations to the kindergarten? I would like to invite teachers and classmates to attend." Horacio smiled and said, "Of course. It's your birthday. You can invite anyone you want." "Great! Thank you, Dad!" Deborah danced with joy. In the afternoon, Horacio rode an e-bike to the kindergarten entrance and saw Deborah being led out by the teacher. Her eyes were red as if she had just cried. "Deborah, what's wrong?" Horacio hurriedly stepped forward, took Deborah's little hand and asked. "Dad, none of the children want to attend my birthday party. They all call me a little bastard and don't want to play with me." Deborah replied aggrievedly with red eyes. Paulina said quickly, "Mr. Yoxall, I'm sorry. The children are still young and haven't received correct guidance, so they have some bad concepts." "I have already scolded those children. I will educate them well later." After speaking, she squatted again, looked at Deborah and said softly, "Don't be sad, Deborah. I will go to your birthday party, okay?" "Thank you, Ms. York." Only then did a smile appear on Deborah's face. Because Paulina had to go home in a hurry, after saying a few words, she quickly got on a bus and left in a hurry. "My dear Deborah, don't be sad. Forget it if they don't come. When the time comes, we will celebrate your birthday with you." Horacio felt sour in his heart when he saw Deborah's aggrieved look. At this time, seven or eight children suddenly ran over from the side, pointed at Deborah, jumped up and down, and shouted, "Little bastard! No one is going to your birthday party. Poor little bastard! No one is going to your birthday party…”