She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart-Chapter 1044: The Poverty-Stricken Side

Pip Finch successfully logged in and casually opened Felix Hawthorne’s assets section.

That long string of digits nearly made Pip Finch’s eyes pop out. He quickly counted one by one.

Felix Hawthorne immediately said, "Hero, you don’t need to count. There’s not much money in there, just over 50 million."

Felix Hawthorne looked embarrassed. His recent expenses had been a bit high, which made him appear quite poor in front of the hero.

Felix Hawthorne was quite uneasy, worried that the hero might think he was too poor and refuse to be friends with him.

Pip Finch shed tears of envy. Actually, Felix guessed right; Pip Finch didn’t want to be friends with him but wanted to rob him.

Pip Finch thought there was no problem with this. After all, robbery was one of The Celestial Alliance’s main businesses.

So Pip Finch asked without any guilt, "Tell me, what’s the password? If you don’t say, don’t blame me for tearing up the ticket."

Felix Hawthorne was thrilled to hear Pip Finch say that. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

This is the right procedure. After kidnapping him, no one would just let him go with a casual threat; that would be illogical.

Felix Hawthorne unhesitatingly gave the password, and after seeing Pip Finch transfer all his Alipay savings, he felt completely satisfied.

The hero was really considerate, taking just that little bit of money.

Pip Finch was very satisfied with Felix Hawthorne’s cooperation. After all, having taken someone’s money, it’s not good to be too aggressive. He immediately handed a duck leg to Felix Hawthorne: "Come, come, eat, eat, eat."

Felix Hawthorne was not polite. Ever since he was kidnapped, he’d been shocked, crying, and fussing a lot. After so long, he was also hungry.

After wolfing down the food, Felix Hawthorne stretched out and couldn’t help but inquire about the situation: "We don’t know each other, why are you helping me?"

"Helping you?"

"Yes," Felix Hawthorne said, "Ruining my dad’s inauguration as president was the biggest help to me."

Pip Finch heard this and his expression was indescribable: "Are you serious about that?"

"Of course," Felix Hawthorne couldn’t stop talking. "You don’t know how many ways I’ve tried to stop my dad from becoming president. But he’s old and not very bright, wouldn’t listen no matter what, and I got so mad I ran away from home several times, but he still wouldn’t change his mind. I thought it was all over, but then by a twist of fate, it all worked out for me. Hero, tell me, how can I not be grateful to you?"

Pip Finch looked at Felix Hawthorne, seeing his serious expression that didn’t look like he was talking nonsense, and couldn’t help but ask, "Your father becoming president isn’t good? When he takes The Hawthorne Group under his wing, won’t it all benefit you, his most beloved son?"

"Oh, come off it," Felix Hawthorne slumped to the ground, "Look at me, am I cut out for that? If The Hawthorne Group fell into my hands, it wouldn’t last a year before it would have to declare bankruptcy. At that point, what other way out would I have besides being homeless? None. So why not hand it over to my wise and mighty eldest brother, who has natural talents.

As long as he’s there, The Hawthorne Group is bound to thrive. I just need to lie back and be a happy couch potato, leisurely taking drives, and flirting with girls, living a carefree life. I’d have to be crazy to take over The Hawthorne Group, this hot potato."

Pip Finch: "..."

Suddenly felt that this guy was making a lot of sense.