Chapter 38 Who Do You Think You Are?
Virgil hurriedly wanted to rush over to meet William.
But a group of elderly men and women blocked Virgil's path, bombarding him with questions.
"Virgil, can we get our investment returns today?"
"Can we get our money back? I don't want to invest anymore."
"And our mortgaged houses, give them back to us, we don't want to mortgage anymore, this is a scam!"
Suddenly, the crowd became agitated, and the gesticulating elderly men and women surrounded Virgil in layers.
Virgil, anxious at heart, waved his hands and cleared his throat. "Elders, please don't worry, I am here to refund your money and return your house. Please go over there to register, and I will have my staff process the procedures for you shortly, okay? I have an important guest to meet."
After saying that, Virgil signaled his employees to quickly take them away.
Hearing that they could get their money and houses back, all the elderly men and women were overjoyed, and they all gave Matthew a thumbs-up with smiles on their faces.
"Matthew, we owe you big time."
"Matthew truly has an impressive demeanor, we're so grateful, you're bound to have a bright future."
Of course, some were flattering Margaret, surrounding her with compliments, "Margaret, you've found a real catch in Matthew, he's obviously no ordinary person, you must hold on tight."
"Yes, Margaret, if Marry doesn't marry him, I'll have to make a move, my good-for-nothing girl is just the right age."
Hearing this, Margaret became anxious and said, "None of you should even think about setting your sights on my Matthew, he's the son-in-law I've chosen, only my Mary is worthy of him."
Saying this, she didn't forget to look at Matthew with a beaming smile, feeling pleased from every angle.
Today, she really stole the show in front of her old sisters.
If it had been that good-for-nothing William, who knows how much face she would have lost.
Thinking this, Margaret approached Matthew, thanking him profusely. "Matthew, I really owe you one today, otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to do."
"Margaret, you're too kind, and it's all part of what I should do." Matthew replied politely.
Margaret was grinning from ear to ear, her eyes shining as she looked at Matthew, then suddenly asked, "Matthew, are you free tonight? Come to my house for dinner, Mary will come home early to keep you company."
Margaret now only thought about quickly matchmaking Matthew and Mary. Such a good son-in-law must not be let go.
As for what to do with William?
Margaret had long since dismissed him from her mind, a good-for-nothing, and she didn’t care him.
Matthew's face was full of smiles, his heart bursting with joy.
His union with Marry was now secured nearly.
Watching this scene, William frowned, and he felt quite displeased.
This mother-in-law was really mercenary.
He was still standing here, yet she was already arranging the marriage between Matthew and his own wife.
This was unbearable.
Besides, did Matthew resolve the issue?
Then Virgil, winking and nudging, squeezed over and directly grabbed Matthew's hand, saying with a smile. "Mr. Jones, it's a pleasure to meet you. Look, I've refunded the money and returned the houses, are you satisfied?"
Matthew, who had been chatting with Margaret, was suddenly interrupted by Virgil, and it seemed like the latter had mistaken him for someone else.
"No, My name is Matthew."
Matthew frowned slightly, glancing at Virgil, and his confusion grew as he glanced at William.
What was happening?
Margaret was also puzzled, looking at Virgil and said displeasedly. "Virgil, you've mistaken him, this is Matthew. It was he who called you, otherwise, we really wouldn't have been able to find you."
Previously, in Margaret's eyes, Virgil, as the CEO of Rolling in Wealth Finance Company, was impressive.
She would have liked to curry favor with such a person.
But now it was different. Matthew could summon a CEO like Virgil with just one phone call, and even get money and houses refunded directly, which was even more impressive.
So now, she somewhat looked down on Virgil.
Virgil blinked rapidly, looking at the displeased faces of Matthew and Margaret, puzzled in his heart. Could it be that Mr. Jones wasn't real name, but an alias?
It must be!
Alan had told him that Mr. Jones liked to keep a low profile.
And among the young men on the scene, there were only this handsome and wealthy man and another poorly dressed man.
Comparing the two, Virgil was even more certain that Matthew was Mr. Jones.
It was just that he had used an alias before, preferring to be low-key.
Virgil immediately laughed and said, "Matthew, sorry, I am wrong, please be magnanimous."
Hearing this, Matthew's nervousness finally disappeared.
When Virgil first called him Mr. Jones, he was really panicked.
Because he knew that he hadn't helped at all.
Could it be that his father had intervened?
It was very likely. After all, it was his father, and he wouldn't fail to help, right?
So, hearing Virgil say he had mistaken him for someone else, Matthew breathed a sigh of relief and joked. "Virgil loves to joke. I thought it was that good-for-nothing standing over there who contacted you."
William was already idle, and suddenly being pointed out by Matthew, he frowned slightly.
And Virgil flattered Matthew, saying, "Matthew, you jest, how could I possibly know someone like him, a poor boy?"
This was an important figure, and he must definitely ingratiate himself with.
It was just returning money and houses, it wouldn’t't kill him.
According to Mr. Jordan's intentions, Mr. Jones, also known as Matthew, was a very influential person.
If he could win his favor, he would soar to great heights in the future!
"Virgil, since you've come personally, let's settle this matter. I don't want to cause you any more trouble, I hope you'll take care of yourself in the future."
Matthew now stood with his hands behind his back, chin lifted, looking down on Virgil.
After all, his family's Fly Education had assets of ten billion!
And his father knew so many leaders.
Virgil had come to refund the money and return the houses was enough to show that his father had put a lot of pressure on him.
Of course, all of these were Matthew's own fantasies.
He had no idea about the real situation.
Virgil, truly taking Matthew for Mr. Jones, nodded and bowed. "Certainly, you're right, Matthew."
Margaret and the group of elderly men and women were astonished to see Matthew reprimanding Virgil, like a teacher scolding a student.
Despite this, Margaret became even more determined to mediate between Matthew and Mary.
The elderly men and women also surrounded Matthew, praising him and discussing among themselves.
"Matthew is really impressive, if only my own son could be as successful as him."
"Yes, at such a young age he's already a CEO, and the Young Master of Fly Education, incomparable."
"Look at some people, standing there like an idiot, just now they were bragging, really shameless."
As they spoke, the elderly men and women began to criticize William again.
William was also helpless, thinking that Virgil must be an idiot, mistaking someone like that.
But what could he do? Should he rush over to explain now?
That would be suicidal.
These elderly men and women would tear him apart.
Better to endure.
Seeing William's bitter face, Matthew sneered in his heart, walked over, patted his shoulder, and pretended to console him. "William, don't be discouraged, take it slow; one day, you might be like me, although it might be in your next life, but at least you have a goal to strive for."
After saying that, Matthew couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The crowd also flattered and laughed along.
Margaret also couldn't help but laugh a few times, her eyes filled with even more disdain for William.
She didn't regard William as her son-in-law at all.
Virgil then approached, interrupting Matthew, "Matthew, do you have a moment? Mr. Jordan is also here, and he wants to meet you. Shall we talk in the car?"
Matthew was taken aback, and his eyes full of confusion.
Who the hell was Mr. Jordan?
What was going on with Virgil?
"Mr. Jordan? I don't know him. Do you think I'm someone who meets casually?"
Matthew was slightly annoyed, not realizing that he was actually enjoying himself.
At his words, Virgil was stunned.
He didn't know Mr. Jordan?
Virgil's mind began to doubt, recalling the moment he had called him Mr. Jones.
He couldn't have mistaken the person.
Just then, Virgil's phone received a text message from Alan.
"Virgil! You've mistaken the person! The one next to you is Mr. Jones!"
Suddenly, Virgil's head buzzed, his breathing became rapid, and his pupils constricted.
Holy shit!
He had actually mistaken the person!
Holding his phone, Virgil's gaze locked onto the dark-faced William, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
And at that moment, Matthew was still pointing and mocking William.
In a fit of rage, Virgil went up and slapped the smirking Matthew across the face, cursing, "Fuck you! What the hell are you!"
Almost instantly, everyone was shocked by this scene!
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