My Billionaire Mom novel Chapter 439

Cheryl really felt utterly disgusted. Chuck was holding the phone, and she saw some woman's body on the screen. What was he looking at?

Some lewd websites?

How could there be such a sick person?

He had hit a woman and let her pay for the room. Now, he was looking at this kind of photo in broad daylight. What kind of weird and worthless man was this?

Cheryl didn't want to see Chuck for a second!

Chuck felt a little uncomfortable but he found that Cheryl was just angry due to embarrassment. She wasn't that provoked. He also understood that his phone was not in a good condition and she couldn't see the face in the photo clearly.

Even simpler, the screen was not very clear and with the light reflection, she thought that he was looking at an adult website. Therefore, she was so repulsed as a woman.

Chuck heaved a sigh of relief. It was better for her to misunderstand rather than to find out that he was looking at her photos.

"It's nothing," Chuck explained casually.

"Why are you so disgusting?" Cheryl said coldly.

She really couldn't understand why there was such trash in front of her.

What was he doing here and showing her such photos?

Cheryl didn't want to stay with him any longer and scolded, "Go away!"

"I want to ask if you stayed here last night." Chuck still thought that he had to figure out how the photos were taken.

It seemed to be from surveillance footage. Was it possible that Hotel Luna had a hidden camera planted by a previous guest? This shouldn't be possible.

However, why did that person send the photos to his phone after taking pictures of Cheryl, a top-notch woman from a great household? Shouldn't they have sent it directly to Cheryl to blackmail her?

Chuck couldn't understand.

However, the photos were still very comforting. After all, she was beautiful, her figure was good, and the person had done a great job imbuing them with an air of mystery. Chuck admitted that there was nothing between the two of them. She certainly wouldn't hand herself over to Chuck for no reason, right?

Chuck felt that he had been taken advantage of.

He wanted to laugh deep down.

"Yes, I did. But what does it have to do with you?" Cheryl said nonchalantly.

"Well, it does a bit." Chuck shrugged. This was Karen's hotel. How could it not concern him?

It was acceptable to say that this hotel belonged to him. He could tell his mother too that this hotel was his. He thought, "If you stay in my hotel, why can't I ask anything?"

"It does? Why, is this your hotel? What right do you have to ask me these questions?" Cheryl was infuriated. She felt that she was being polite enough. She would have ignored a fellow like him.

"Um..." Chuck was triggered. Why was this woman so hot-headed? Chuck sighed and asked, "Did I offend you in any way?"

"Let me ask you, what's the relationship between you and the owner of this hotel, Karen?" Cheryl's last concern was whether Chuck was Karen's follower or not.

She had to be meticulous. After all, Karen was too strong!

"Oh, are you here for her?" Chuck asked back with a half-smile. Was she looking for his mother? What was she going to do?

"It doesn't matter. Just answer me," Cheryl said curtly.

Chuck shrugged and smiled, "What do you think?"

"Do you know her?" Cheryl questioned again.

"Of course."

"How?"

"Perhaps you won't believe me even if I tell," Chuck muttered. He was baffled that Cheryl was being mad at him. If he said he was Karen's son, she certainly wouldn't believe it. Chuck was not bothered to prove it either. He had other things to do. How could he waste time on this trivial matter?

"Tell me!" Cheryl snapped.

"Forget it, I won't." Chuck shook his head and said, "I'm only telling you that there is a relationship and you may guess what it is. My turn to ask you something now."

"You want me to guess?" Cheryl scoffed. She was not as patient as Chuck.

"Don't bother speaking to me. Even if you're related to Karen, I'm still here only to see her. Anyone else should step aside!" Cheryl added icily.

Yes, now that Cheryl thought about it, what kind of person would he be to Karen based on the way he had treated women?

This kind of words was the last thing Cheryl wanted to hear at the moment.

"You'd better not test my limits," she warned.

"If you came to ask her if the Champ family will be destroyed, I can tell you that it won't happen as long as you do nothing wrong," Chuck stated.

Was this clear enough?

"Who are you to say this?" Cheryl suddenly felt ridiculous. How could he say that to her? What made him be in the position to say such words?

She was actually wasting time on a fool again!

"Because I can," Chuck responded blandly. He was profoundly unpredictable. If he couldn't say it, who else could?

However, this sentence made Cheryl even more spiteful. "Who do you think you are? If you're Karen's close relative or her son, only then you're in a position to say that."

"Why are you so smart? You're right, I'm Karen's son." Chuck grinned. Sure enough, as a member of a great household, she had managed to be intelligent enough to come up with this.

Hearing this, Cheryl was a little shocked. She was angry from embarrassment just now, so she had blurted out these words.

But how could it be possible? Karen was able to destroy the Allen family, but how could she have such a cr*ppy son?

After Cheryl had affirmed her suspicions, she was upset to be fooled by him.

"Well, if you're Karen's son, how are you going to prove it?" Cheryl sneered. This was ridiculous!

Why did she even ask that? Of course he was lying!

"Oh, you want proof? Come with me then," Chuck said as he shrugged. When he entered the hotel later, all the staff would call him 'Young Master'. That would be sufficient.

Cheryl stared at Chuck and huffed, "Fine, I'll go with you!"

She didn't even think that she would say something like that. How silly she was to trust his words!

Chuck then started to walk towards the hotel while Cheryl followed behind. He thought that it was better to let this woman know. Once she had known his identity, at least she could cooperate with his questions.

After all, she was secretly photographed at his mother's hotel. This was a big deal!