I’m Someone Else

Chapter 95

Dawn broke at 6.30AM.

As Quincy was the head of the hospital, Chloe’s discharge papers were easily sorted in a few minutes. Her medical fees were also waived, which made things much less troublesome for Thomas.

Then again, ‘The Imperial Acupuncture’ was a priceless artifact. Those fees were nothing in comparison.

He then drove Adam and Chloe back to the rental house. He had even cleaned and prepared a room for Adam. All Adam needed to do now was to move in.

Adam had slaved away his entire life at his work, so he was trembling with excitement at the idea of moving in. After all, he had never lived in a place this big and beautiful before. “Oh, this place is huge! The lighting here is amazing. The rooms are well-designed. It’s great. Just great…” he exclaimed.

Thomas shook his head with a smile. How was this great? This was a normal unit with three bedrooms and one living room. It was even located in a rather old district. It did not deserve to be called great.

“Thomas, did you buy or rent this place?” Adam asked.

“I rented it.”

“Oh, how nice it would be if we had bought it.” Adam sighed. Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“This is nothing. I’ll buy you a mansion in the future. We can all live there,” Thomas said.

It was time for him to consider the mansion Sean and William gave him. Those two would constantly ask him when he planned on fully accepting their gift. If he kept refusing their offer, he would have made a mockery of their efforts.

When they moved into that mansion, Adam would be even happier, right?

“A-A mansion?” Adam shot Thomas a strange look.

Thomas had seemed like a good man before, so why did he suddenly act like one of those people who only cared about looks? He could only afford to rent right now, so why was he claiming that he wanted to buy a mansion? Why? Was he just boasting?

Despite those thoughts, Adam did not say a word. Thomas had saved Chloe and was Zachary’s brother-in-arms. It would not do to embarrass Thomas. Still, it was not good for young men to be overly ambitious. It seemed like Adam would have to teach Thomas to be more mature and more grounded in reality.

Thomas knew what Adam was thinking with just one glance. “Chloe, you haven’t touched the ATM card I gave you the other time, have you?”

“No,” she replied.

Her heart started racing at the mere mention of that card. There was so much money in the account! She had checked on the account balance once at the ATM. She nearly fainted when she saw that long line of zeros. Thus, she had hidden the card away in her bedroom so that it could never be lost.

“Bring it out. Use it to buy whatever you want. Don’t be shy. From now on, your expenses are mine. Now, I have to go. I have something to do.”

After saying that, Thomas walked out of the room.

In the meantime, Olivia had Thomas pick her up at six. It was now well past 7.00AM, yet he was still in his apartment.

Nevertheless, the man had no choice. He had to pick up Adam from the hospital.

“That boy is out of his mind. A mansion? Paying for our expenses? Just how rich is he? No way. I have to tell him off later. He’s still young. He can’t act like this,” Adam grumbled in a disappointed voice.

“Dad.” Chloe explained, “He’s really not shooting his mouth off. Can you guess how much money there is in the ATM card he gave me? There are at least three million in there!”

“What?!” His eyes went wide. It seemed like he had underestimated Thomas. With that much money alongside the skills he had, it was no wonder that Thomas sounded arrogant at times.

“I’m still working as well. I’m a secretary at the Pearson Group where I earn five thousand a month. Thomas was the one who found the job for me. As for you, just stay at home and enjoy a carefree life,” she continued.

He nodded. He had thought of going back to work once he felt better. That way, Chloe wouldn’t be under so much financial pressure. From the look of things, that was no longer necessary. Her salary was also quite high. It was about time for him to rest after a lifetime of working hard.

When Thomas pulled to a stop before the Pearson Residence, the place was different. There were luxury cars of all brands parked by the front with more people constantly getting out and walking into the mansion.

It was 7.30AM. Was a party going on already?

Why were these people here? Were they bothering the Pearsons?

Hang on. Everyone was smiling and laughing. They did not look like they were here to cause trouble.

Thomas pulled out his phone and called Olivia.

The phone rang and rang before she finally answered. “Go home, Thomas. I won’t be working today, so you can take a day off as well.”

She sounded rather down over the phone.

“A day off? Okay.”

He was confused. She was a workaholic, so why would she suddenly take a day off for no reason?

Perhaps she was entertaining a guest.

Thomas glanced at the rows of cars parked before the gate and drove off without another moment of hesitation.

He should seize this chance to kill off Pontius of the Minacia Oito while he had the time to do so. After all, it was easier to kill Pontius off when fewer people were involved. Once that was done, he would come back to deliver Olivia her medicine.

Speaking of Pontius, Thomas could not help but admire how lucky that man was. He would have killed Pontius two days ago, but life had been so eventful that he did not have the time to even think about Pontius. That was the only reason Pontius was still alive.

Meanwhile, in the living room of the mansion, Olivia and Ophelie scowled at the young man on the couch.

“This mansion is big, but the furniture’s so old. Look! This couch must be at least three years old. There’s even a television; it’s so tiny! Olivia, does Dad not like you? Is that why he doesn’t give you any allowance?” he rambled on, laughing as he did so.

This man was Gavin Pearson, Norman’s blood-related son.

“Your place is so shabby, Gavin. My place is so much better.”

“The Pearson Family is super rich, right? Why do you use such subpar furniture?”

“That’s right!”

Sitting next to Gavin was a group of around eight young men that were around the same age as him. Every outfit and accessory they wore was from a luxury brand. One after the other, they criticized everything they saw in the mansion. One look at them and the only thing missing from the image was a caption labeling them as “good-for-nothing rich kids”.

Olivia coldly glared at Gavin and huffed. “I don’t live here. I’m only here today because Dad called me back.”

“Oh?” Gavin laughed. “He only called you back yesterday? That must be because I’m back in the country.”

His eyes flashed as he scanned her up and down. Olivia had truly turned into a swan. She looked so beautiful that his blood was rushing just from looking at her. Once he had the chance, he would…