The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame (Donald and Jennifer)

Chapter 1020 Turning Hostile When Not Paid

Donald never thought he would be facing matters of car bandits and road bullies in his life again.

How many years has it been since I last encountered this?

One might only encounter such stuff in a remote place.

Who would have thought that this time, following Leonard back to his ancestral home, I would encounter such a novel way of asking for money?

Indeed, Leonard could afford to part with a hundred thousand. However, the idea of handing over such a sum before even stepping through the door made him feel somewhat uneasy.

Money isn't that easy to obtain, after all. Why should I pay up just because they say so? This is just too much.

After a moment of contemplation, Leonard turned to Odin and suggested, “How about this? I'll go in first to see Mr. Montgomery and hear what he has to say.”

As soon as Odin realized that Leonard had no intention of giving him the hundred thousand, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

He looked at Leonard and said flatly, “Uncle Leonard, you've already got your RV. You shouldn't be short of this hundred thousand. You don't need to ask Mr. Montgomery about this. It's his idea that every member of the Wilson family should pay a hundred thousand a year. Uncle Leonard, if you genuinely find it difficult to come up with the hundred thousand, then let's just forget about today's family banquet. You're always welcome to join us for a meal in the future.”

Odin really was as fickle as they came, flipping his mood at the drop of a hat.

Leonard gritted his teeth. “Fine, it's just a hundred thousand. I'll give it!”

Leonard gave Linda a meaningful glance, signaling her to transfer a hundred thousand to Odin.

After receiving the money, Odin flashed a sly smile and, with a wave of his hand, had the roadblock removed.

“Uncle Leonard, have a safe journey.”

After getting in the car, Linda began to incessantly criticize Leonard. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“Oh, Leonard, Leonard. Why are you so concerned about keeping up appearances? We only have so much in our savings, and here you are, handing out a hundred thousand just to get through the door. What if they come up with another reason to ask you for money later? Will you give it or not?”

Leonard tended to be rather bold in front of others, but when Linda scolded him, he still lowered his head and dared not say a word.

“Come on, Mom. You can't blame Dad for this. Didn't you hear what that man just said? We have to pay to get in. We've driven all this way, so we can't just turn around and go home for nothing.”

Hearing Jennifer's words, Linda found it difficult to continue berating Leonard.

“In any case, no matter what is said later, we can't be handing out money. We came here to eat, not to throw money around like Santa Claus. Leonard, you need to stay alert. Don't let any mention of your Wilson family cloud your judgment. What has your Wilson family ever done for you? Now they've given you this empty title of Uncle Leonard, and you're already starting to spend money?”

“All right. All right. We'll do everything your way later. Is that okay now?”

Hearing Leonard's words, Linda finally felt a bit more at ease.

They hadn't been driving for long before they caught sight of the so-called Wilson Village.

While it was called Wilson Village, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to refer to this place as a mansion district.

Everywhere one looked, there were standalone cottages, and at the entrance of the village, there was a rather grand village square.

Marble floors, Epean-style architecture, courtyard views...

Even a typical millionaire's garden didn't have the grandeur of this village square.

As soon as the RV was parked in the designated parking spot, a group of people from Wilson Village immediately gathered around.

Even though they were accustomed to seeing luxury cars, it was their first time seeing an RV like this.

Leonard stepped down from the caravan and immediately spotted Friedrich standing amidst the crowd.

“Friedrich.”

“Leonard.”

The two greeted each other warmly. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were real brothers.

Friedrich smiled at Leonard and said, “Dad has been waiting for you for a long time. It's good that you've arrived just in time. Now we can start the feast.”

With a wave of his hand, Friedrich immediately had someone notify the kitchen to start serving.

Leading Leonard and the others forward, they soon arrived in front of Montgomery.