My Billionaire Mom

Chapter 648

Loomis flew into a fury.

How dare Chuck pick him?!

Who was Chuck to take him as a hostage?

Loomis wanted to kill him with his bare hands!

Chuck was insane!

Loomis' face fell a little when he looked around and saw the eagerness in everyone else's eyes.

Everyone was thankful that Loomis was picked instead of themselves. They were all well on board with the idea.

"But Grandpa, I'm one of the family's future heir..." Loomis stammered anxiously.

Was he to become a madman's shield despite that?

He desperately wanted to escape such a fate!

Smack!

A resounding slap landed on his face.

"As a descendant of the Yeager family, you should have a sense of propriety," Brooke stated coldly.

"But Dad..." Loomis looked at his father and pleaded.

"Alas, you were the one who got us into this mess anyway. You'd better comply," Thomson sighed.

Loomis's heart pummeled to the ground at that statement.

He knew that he would get beaten up once Chuck got his hands on him.

However, there was nothing he could do. Everyone in the Yeager family was counting on him.

"Hurry up, go!" Brooke yelled at him.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Loomis tried to come up with a plan. He was fairly decent in combat. Since Chuck had been beaten up pretty badly before, he was most likely already weakened. Maybe Loomis would stand a chance by attacking first.

With that, he would've been able to prove his worth in saving the Loomis family from a crisis, right?

This would guarantee his position as the future master of the family!

Anyone who wanted to obtain wealth had to take risks.

This was his moment to shine.

With that, Loomis walked over to Chuck and said, "Alright. I'm here."

Bang!

Once he was close enough, Chuck dealt a heavy slap to his face.

Loomis's expression transformed. Instead of the cool and calm indifference he had, he looked extremely gloomy and ferocious.

"Do you think I'm blind? You don't have to announce yourself, I can see for myself," Chuck said.

Loomis gritted his teeth in anger at that.

Crash!

Chuck kicked him in the stomach, causing Loomis to clutch at it in pain. His eyes widened in shock as he fell backward, his whole body covered in cold sweat.

Loomis screamed in pain as he convulsed on the ground violently.

He started to vomit out blood.

The kick was aimed at his weak spot. If Chuck hadn't been injured, he would have been able to knock Loomis out with just that one kick.

Chuck merely glanced at him and proceeded to sweep his gaze across the hall.

The crowd looked back at him petrified.

Every one of them prayed and hoped they wouldn't get called out.

With a nonchalant shrug, Chuck locked in on his target and pointed at the person.

For a moment, the entire hall was dead silent.

They all turned to look at the chosen one in shock. Even Loomis was staring in disbelief.

"Me?" The hoarse voice spoke.

Chuck had pointed his finger at the master of the Yeager family, Brooke Yeager.

"Of course! You're the most powerful one here. Who else would I pick, if not you?" Chuck shrugged.

"Grandpa..." A girl spoke up, startled.

"Dad..." Thomson mumbled in disbelief.

"You're not scared, are you? Come on, I'm just asking you to escort me home, you don't have to be afraid. If you don't agree, I suppose we'll just die together..." Chuck said as he fiddled with the switch on the marble bomb.

"Stop doing that, you lunatic!" An old man yelled in fury.

Everyone wore equal expressions of terror.

None of the Yeager family members wanted to die. They had not enjoyed their riches yet.

Brooke stayed silent as he contemplated.

"Very well then!"

"Come over here if that's the case," Chuck beckoned him over with his hand.

Brooke walked over and reminded him, "Young man, you only have one. You'd better think long and hard before doing anything impulsive."

"You don't need to tell me such nonsense, I know that much. Right, send me home now," Chuck grabbed him.

Brooke's face had turned green from nervous nausea.

"There aren't any snipers nearby, right? You have to understand that the slightest movement from me and this thing will explode. You don't want to die with me, do you?" Chuck laughed.

"Right. Let's go then. Everyone else, stay put and don't move!" Brooke ordered.

The Yeager family members hurriedly nodded their heads. They just wanted Chuck and the bomb out of there as soon as possible!

"Get a plane ready for us," Chuck instructed.

They had come here by plane after all, so they had to leave as such.

"Ready the plane!" Brooke ordered someone nearby.

The person nodded firmly and immediately went on his way to make the arrangements. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"You're playing dead, aren't you? Get up!" Chuck kicked Loomis again.

Loomis yelped a little, doing his best to scramble onto his feet. He swore to kill Chuck with his bare hands one day.

Chuck then aimed another kick at Stacy who was wailing and pleading with him, "Don't hit me, please," Her makeup was already ruined by her tears.

"Come on, Auntie Logan, let's get out of here," Chuck said gently.

Willa nodded, emotions welling up inside her. She couldn't believe that Chuck had really come all the way here to save her.

"Let's get a move on!” Chuck demanded once more, this time louder. He sounded cold and detached.

With that, Brooke, Loomis and Stacy heeded his command. Chuck and Willa were walking alongside them.

Once they had properly left, the Yeager family members heaved a sigh of relief.

"Grandpa..." Someone pretended to cry in distress.

"Everyone, prepare yourselves. We need to kill that madman today, even if it's the last thing we do," Thomson chided coldly.

Some people yelled out in agreement at that and went to prepare some weapons.

Even so, there were still plenty of them that did not have the guts to chase after them. After all, if they did step out of there and walked along with the rest, they would be in the bomb's vicinity if it detonated.

"I can't believe he left just like that. He didn't even call for me..."

In the guest area.

Adriana muttered to herself angrily.

She had made all the appropriate preparations when she arrived. She was certain that everything was going to go smoothly according to plan, but it had somehow ended up like this.

She had not expected Chuck to be prepared to face such a situation. He didn't even acknowledge her or ask for her help...

"Miss Adriana, don't worry. Chuck won't be able to leave so easily. He'll be on your knees begging for your help eventually," Nelson comforted her.

This was a joke!

The Yeager family was a hidden family. They had a bunch of skilled fighters who had not made their presence known yet. They would not be intimidated by a mere bomb.

After all, the hidden family had all sorts of tricks up their sleeves.

"Oh, is that so?"

Adriana suddenly felt a pang of disappointment. She was not able to save Chuck this time as she expected. It was her first error in judgment, and Chuck was the cause of it.

She loved and hated that man at the same time.

"That's right, Miss Adriana. Some of the combat experts of the Yeager family have yet to make their appearance. It will not be so simply settled. Once Chuck gets out later, they will stop him. I heard that one of them has the power so unbelievable that he may be able to subdue Chuck with just one move," Nelson said.

People like that were at the real peak of power.

Not even Chuck would be able to compare to that.

Adriana came back to her senses as soon as she took those words in. True, those combat experts could move as fast as lightning, couldn't they? In addition, Chuck was injured right now, so he must be easy to overpower.

The reason why the combat experts didn't show themselves was because if something went wrong, many of the attendees would die on the spot.

Hence, they were waiting for Chuck to leave the hall so that when they attacked, there would be fewer lives at risk.

"Well, let's get a move on then! Make sure Chuck stays alive!" Adriana rushed out in a hurry with Nelson following after her.

Sure enough, they were met with an old man with a head full of white hair standing next to the plane.

He had two walnuts in his hand and was playing with them at his leisure.

Even so, he seemed very spirited.

He was a top combat expert, the one Nelson had been talking about.

Upon seeing him, Nelson smiled.

"Chucky, be careful, this person is very strong!" Willa yelled in a hurry.

When Willa had laid her eyes on the old man, she could feel the power he exuded. He was in some ways similar to Karen.

She was sure that this man was definitely a super combat expert.

"It's alright, I know!" Chuck nodded, his eyes gleaming.

He could also see how strong this person was by his stance. Thus, he had to be cautious.

Loomis was pleasantly surprised. This old man, Roger, was the strongest person in his family. He would usually not show himself at all, but he had specially shown up today.

Now that he was here, the matter would be resolved in seconds.

That was because he knew that Roger was especially fast.

It was likely that Chuck would not even realise that the bomb in his hand had been snatched away.

Stacy cried out in gleeful surprise. She knew of Roger's power as well.

Brooke regained his cool composure once more and said, "Roger, I'll have to trouble you this time."

"Oh, it's no problem. I thought it was something really serious for a minute. Don't worry about it, Master. I may have aged but I can still fight well," Roger said with a slight smile.

Brooke huffed a sigh of relief at that. He had not seen Roger in ages and had even suspected that he was dead before this.

"Young man, let them go. If you do, I can make your death swift and painless," Roger said.

He said it with such confidence, as if he could kill Chuck anytime he liked and was now giving him a chance to subvert from a painful death.

"Are you kidding me? Do you have a death wish?" Chuck ignored the old man, turning to yell at Brooke instead.

"You're not as fast as he is. Once he takes action, you won't even know what hit you!" Brooke sneered.

He was trying to threaten Chuck.

"Young man, be sensible. Let them go and I'll make your death swift," Roger spoke again.

"If you dare lay a finger on my son, it'll be your death that's going to be swift!" A figure suddenly yelled, appearing out of nowhere.