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By evening, the balance on Qiao Haidong’s bank card had become six million.

But, this was far from enough!

He clenched his bank card, standing in front of the window watching the storm rage outside, his brows knitted deeply.

He was only sixteen years old, and there were already noticeable lines between his brows from constantly frowning.

Footsteps sounded behind him, it was Jiang Huiru.

She was somewhat afraid of her son now, speaking cautiously, “My son, dinner is ready. You must be hungry. Come downstairs and eat.”

Qiao Jiasen turned around and glared at her, “How much money do you have left? Give it to me.”

Jiang Huiru was a bit frantic, “I don’t have money. I don’t have a penny left!”

“Give me the money! Hand me the bank card!”

Jiang Huiru started crying at his harsh words, “Son, I don’t really have any money. What’s got into you? So ruthless and scary, you smashed my favorite vase, and now you’re asking me for money. Are you trying to kill me?”

“If you won’t give it to me, I’ll find it myself.”

After he finished speaking, Qiao Jiasen went straight to his parents’ bedroom. After a thorough search failed to turn up a bank card, he went to the cloakroom and began digging through Jiang Huiru’s purses.

He was shocked to find that Jiang Huiru had a huge collection of designer bags, including two brand new Hermes crocodile skin purses!

Seeing him pondering over her bags, Jiang Huiru quickly snatched them back, “You cannot touch my bags!”

“When did you buy these two bags? How much did they cost?”

“I bought them a while back. They weren’t expensive! Stop searching here, I really don’t have any money!”

Qiao Jiasen scoffed, “Both you and my father are really heartless. Deceiving Qiao Yin for money, ruthlessly exploiting her to make money, then turning around to buy all kinds of luxury goods. You two are living even more extravagantly than before our family went bankrupt!”

“Watch your words! When did we ever cheat Qiao Yin out of her money? She volunteered to give that to your father!”

Qiao Jiasen lunged forward, seizing the bag from her hands. He then shoved her out of the way, “I’ll sell all of these bags of yours, down to the last one!”

“No way!”

Jiang Huiru’s eyes reddened in an instant, screaming, “These bags were so hard for me to get, all of them are limited editions! You can’t sell them!”

“And your jewelry, I’ll sell that too.”

“No! Son, you can’t sell the jewelry. Like the bags, they’re all status symbols! How would people look at me if I didn’t have a decent bag or piece of jewelry whenever I step outside? They would laugh at me to death!”

“You and dad have long since become the laughing stock of everyone!”

After yelling, Qiao Jiasen contacted someone to come and take everything away from the house by nightfall.

Pieces of Jiang Huiru’s treasures were taken away one by one. In the end, she cried until her voice was hoarse, finally fainting from grief.

Qiao Haidong didn’t dare to stop it, for he couldn’t stand up against Qiao Jiasen now.

He could only carry Jiang Huiru away, leaving Qiao Jiasen to his devices.

The person who came to collect their belongings was Shu from the assassin organization.

Selling the luxury items outside would surely result in a loss – it was better to sell them to the organization. The organization had a specialized second-hand goods supply chain, they bought and sold everything and the payment was prompt too.

Shu cast a look of admiration at Qiao Jiasen who didn’t leave even a single ring for his mother, “No wonder the boss chose you as his successor, you really are ruthless. You’re tough on yourself and even on your own mother. Is your heart made of stone? Your mom passed out from crying, and you just left her?”

“No need to care.”

Qiao Jiasen’s demeanor was cold and indifferent. “I need money. Liquidate everything as quickly as possible.”

“Why do you suddenly need money?”

“That’s none of your concern. Just get it done.”