Chapter one hundred and seventy one

"Mom, Dad, this is one of his business bank accounts, and it's also his account with the least amount of money."

Thompson and Esme looked at it and were scared by the long string of numbers.

Thompson took the phone from his daughter's hand in disbelief, stared at the string of numbers with wide eyes, and muttered to himself.

"Have you counted it? How many digits is it?"

"It seems to be nine digits..."

"What do you mean 'seems to be'? How

many digits exactly?"

"Ten digits."

Esme almost stumbled and couldn't stand firm. Thompson held her up and said, "Don't worry, my dear."

"Oh my god, ten digits, tens of billions..."

This is not even how it's portrayed in TV dramas.

In an instant, Thompson and Esme panicked.

Esme sighed and said to Kathy, "My dear, you must not be with him just for his money! The most important thing in a relationship is to live a good life together!"

"Dominic, you've seen our family's situation. We are just ordinary working-class people, but