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Yigol Novak was at a loss.

On one hand, he felt sorry for his mom; on the other hand, he was glad that he hadn’t told his family about his wealth. If they knew, they might have been terrified.

His mom was scared to tears by the mere mention of more than a million dollars. If he had told her about the ten-plus buildings he owned and the over ten billion dollars he had, it might have caused a major problem.

Some people’s way of thinking, built up over many years, is deeply rooted and not easily changed.

For example, Sana Woods in the past, and now, his mom.

“Mom, calm down first. I earned this money through legitimate channels. Banks now have regulations that large transactions will be inspected. If it’s black money, would I transfer it to you directly?”

“Not only transfers but also deposits made by large customers will be investigated, all to prevent criminals from laundering money through banks. So there’s no need to worry, okay?”

After Yigol’s explanation, his mom’s attitude softened a little but her doubts were not completely dispelled.

“You said you earned it yourself, how did you earn it?” his mom asked.

Yigol didn’t answer directly but asked, “Mom, do you think the 1 million dollars is that exaggerated? It’s just over a million dollars, but you have such a strong

reaction?”

His mom replied, “This is more than a million dollars! I’ve lived my whole life without seeing that much money or hearing about anyone else having that much.”

“The wealthiest in our family are your uncle and aunts, but they can’t casually take out that much money either.”

“What do you think? Isn’t more than a million dollars, in cash, a big deal?”

Since the cat was out of the bag, Yigol decided to tell her more, hoping his family would accept his wealth sooner.

‘Mom, though this may seem like a lot of money to you, your son actually has much more. This million dollars is like one dollar, can you imagine how much more money I really have?”

“I won’t tell you the exact amount just yet, as I’m afraid you won’t be able to accept it all at once. In short, don’t worry about Sana’s expenses or our family’s finances in the future. You and dad can spend it as you wish.”

“Actually, I was very rich when I was in school, but I didn’t tell you. I worked as a delivery guy to get out, experience life, and pass the time, not to make money.”

His mom was shocked again, a million dollars was equivalent to one dollar in her son’s eyes?

Was her son talking nonsense, or was there something wrong with her ears?

Yigol chose not to be explicit for fear that his mom would not be able to digest everything.

Later, he could slowly tell her bit by bit, which would be easier for her to accept.

Subsequently, under his mom’s questioning, Yigol roughly explained the origin of his money.

His mom was continuously shocked: “You actually learned how to buy lottery tickets, play the stock market, and invest in real estate when you were at school? Then turned wealthy by messing around? Why didn’t you tell us back then?”

Yigol explained, “Mom, wasn’t I into gaming back then? I had a lot of money but it went into gaming. And yes, I had money, but it wasn’t stable, and I was scared. I was afraid that you and dad would worry and beat me up if I told you, so I didn’t. Later, as time went on and I made more, I didn’t know how to tell you.”

His mom had many questions, but she didn’t know where to start.

Although the money was earned legitimately, the way it was made was risky.

She had hoped her son would save his salary for his bride price, but he was doing delivery work just for life experience and to pass time.

It was beyond her understanding, and she felt like a fool.

She pinched her leg to make sure she wasn’t dreaming, the pain confirmed that everything was real.

“So, mom, you don’t have to worry about me supporting Sana’s studies now, do you?” Yigol continued, trying to find a topic to snap his mom back to reality.

His mom paused, wiped her tears, took deep breaths, and asked, “We’ll talk about that later, first, tell me, how much money do you really have?”

Yigol didn’t answer directly, but asked instead, “Mom, are we really short on money at home? Didn’t I just transfer some to you? Use it, don’t save it for me. You don’t have to worry about my bride price.”

“It’s not that we lack money, but your dad and I can’t just spend your money irresponsibly.” his mom replied.

Seeing his mom still being frugal, Yigol felt helpless, but it was what he expected. Changing his parents’ mindset would take time.

“Mom, as I told you, more than a million dollars is like one dollar to me. Just imagine how rich your son is and don’t worry about me scaring you with the truth.”

“If you don’t believe me, just ask Sana. She’s been to my place, she knows my situation.”

“Nom, you Still don’t trust me, I’ll transfer another million douars to you.

Just spend as you wish and tell me when you need more. I’ll give it to you.”

“However, I must tell you that this situation won’t happen in the next few years.” Yigol hinted as much as he could, hoping his mom would be bolder and use her imagination.

“Never mind, I won’t ask anymore. But your dad and I won’t touch your money. Now that you’re rich, find a wife as soon as possible. If necessary, I’ll arrange a blind date for you.”

“You’re already in your twenties, and soon you’ll be thirty. Don’t you want to get married? I want to have a grandchild soon, so put your heart into this, understand?”

“Getting married this year would be best. We can have the wedding during the

New Year celebrations when everyone’s back in town. It’ll be lively..”