My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup novel Chapter 943

"Who else?" Philip asked in a deep voice.

"I have a son and a daughter!" Ambrose smiled. "If you let me go now, I'll go back and bring them over!"

"Just tell me where they are, and we will send someone there," Philip said.

Ambrose felt he had a bargaining chip to balance them.

Leaning on the hospital bed, he shook his head. "They will come only if I go."

Philip looked at Athena.

"Book a flight," Athena stared at Ambrose and said coldly.

"Yes!"

"Athena, you don't have to look at me that way. Although I'm a bit of a jerk, I won't joke about this kind of thing," Ambrose laughed. "It's still the 50 million dollars I agreed on earlier. But I hope you can give some in advance."

"As long as I confirm that you do have two children, you will get the money." After speaking, Athena smiled coldly, "But if you lie to me, you will never have a good life for the rest of your life."

Before leaving the hospital, Ambrose asked for his phone back.

He sneakily made a phone call.

But before saying more, Ambrose shouted in surprise, "What? Run away?"

Athena looked at him.

Ambrose immediately lowered his voice, said a few more words, and hung up the phone.

"What's wrong? Did the person I want run away?" Athena asked.

Ambrose said with a flattering smile, "It's my son. He's in the rebellious period, and he ran away from home!"

Athena looked at him coldly.

Ambrose wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Don't worry. I can find it when I go back. I can."

While they were talking, the attending physician ran over in a hurry.

"Ms. Stella! I got great news!"

Athena had been on an emotional roller coaster today.

"Athena..." Ambrose was anxious like a cat on hot bricks.

"If you call me Athena again, I'll have your teeth pulled out," Athena looked at Ambrose and said.

Ambrose quickly covered his mouth.

At this time, the staff who went to pick up the donor arrived.

Athena ignored Ambrose and hurried over.

Ambrose gritted his teeth and stared at the car with a hatred look.

"If I had known this, I should have brought the bastard when I was out. I could have gotten the 50 million dollars!" he thought.

At this time, a tan-skinned teenager wearing a ragged white T-shirt, floral shorts, and flip-flops got out of the car.

"Archer!"