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Beside him, Mrs. Hunt echoed, “It’s no different for us over there than being here. We merely stay home and do
nothing, so what good jobs could we have?”
The neighbors weren’t about to give up. One of them leaned over and asked, “Doesn’t your son-in-law have some if
the two of you don’t?”
Mrs. Hunt’s gaze shifted to Lola’s room for a brief moment. “Did you think he goes to work every day? Like us, he
stays at home and does nothing. His family is rich, so all his money is invested, and he lives off the profits. If you
were to ask him what kind of job would make money and ensure quick returns, he might not know as much as you
do.”
Beside her, Mr. Hunt chuckled. “You’re right in that. I talked to him about investment the other day, and he told me
outright that he doesn’t know anything about it.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA neighbor at the side was feeling rather incredulous, and he insisted on getting an answer. “Since his family is so
wealthy, they must have a lot of connections.”
A lot of connections? That’s probably true. “All four of his sisters and brothers-in-law have companies of their own,
so they definitely have plenty of ways to make money. However, we’re not all that close. Furthermore, even if we
ask them to help us out, they won’t know how to do so with our paltry sum,” Mr. Hunt said.
Then, he looked up and swept his gaze over all the neighbors around him.
“To make money now, the initial investment must be a huge sum, so how would we be able to fork out that much?
The investments they do are high-risk, and the losses amount to tens of millions in a single go. If we were to lose
that much, we might even be propelled to jump off the building.” Leaning back against his bed, he continued, “In
this society, you’ve got to have a substantial amount of capital if you want to make a lot of money. How could you
gain something without paying anything?” After saying that, he added, “Look at me. I don’t even dare to try it.
Rather, I prefer living my life honestly. We don’t understand anything about risk factors, so it’s better to just forget
about it.” In the other room, Logan could vaguely hear the ongoing conversation, but the details were rather
sketchy to him. Reaching out, he pulled Lola into his arms. “Are you feeling okay? Do you want to sleep for a while?”
Lola truly felt a touch drowsy. “I’ll just doze for a bit, so wake me up in a while.” Murmuring an acquiescence, Logan
then patted her lightly as though patting a child. Sleep came swiftly for Lola, and she slipped into dreamland in less
than a minute after she’d closed her eyes. The corners of Logan’s mouth curved into a faint smile. Taking off his
jacket, he draped it over her before getting to his feet and leaving the room. The weather on this day was good, so
he stood in the courtyard for a while. Subsequently, the neighbors came out. The moment they set eyes on him,
their faces were awash with smiles as though they’d seen their own son, asking whether he was tired from driving
and how long he’d be staying here. Logan wasn’t one for small talk, so there wasn’t much expression on his face as
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmhe replied curtly, “I’m fine.” Upon seeing his indifference, the neighbors didn’t force a lengthy conversation.
They merely greeted him briefly before leaving one by one. Then, Logan turned around and went to the garden in
the backyard. The vegetables in the garden were all matured, seemingly having been well-taken care of. Logan
fished out a pack of cigarettes and lit one. Earlier, he hadn’t dared to smoke in front of Lola, so this was a long-
awaited opportunity. However, when he was just halfway through, he faintly heard a voice from the courtyard, a
woman’s voice that sounded rather advanced in years. Taking a puff, he narrowed his eyes as he found the voice a
touch familiar, yet he couldn’t remember who it was in that instance. He initially didn’t plan on interfering,
assuming that it was probably one of the neighbors again, but he abruptly heard Mr. Hunt’s roar a few seconds
later. “Why are you here? Get out!” At this, Logan stilled. Immediately after that, he heard the woman’s slightly
awkward chuckle as she greeted Mr. Hunt. Frowning, he finished the cigarette in a few puffs before crushing the
cigarette butt on the ground. Then, he whirled around and left the backyard for the courtyard via a small path at
the side that led to the front. Before Logan had reached the front, he heard Mr. Hunt’s bellow again. “Get out, get
out! You’re not welcomed here, so don’t come again!”
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