My Trillion-Dollar Assets is Exposed by My Wife’s Bragging!
Chapter 42 - 42: Is this coming to settle accounts with him?

Chapter 42: Chapter 42: Is this coming to settle accounts with him?

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“Now you’re wealthy, not the aimless brother she used to think you were, so naturally she’s worried about upsetting you. All you need to do is be a good brother, provide some pocket money now and then, and she’ll certainly listen to you, won’t she?”

“Mmm…” Yigol Novak hesitated.

Suri Drew looked at him in wonderment. From the few days they’d spent together, she’d come to understand that he was not the kind who was reluctant to part with his money, even though this girl was not his real sister.

But given Yigol, who wasn’t overly attached to money, he would take care of her as if she were his own sister, as long as he was capable.

“What’s wrong?”

Yigol thought for a moment and started, “I can give her money, but how do I do it rightly? I want to support her like a real sister, but she’s still not, and while I can treat her well, I can’t treat her just like a real brother would, rebuking where necessary, scolding where needed.”

“At her age, she’s highly susceptible to temptation, her judgment isn’t fully mature. If I give too little, she might not be satisfied; give too much, and I’m worried she might go astray.”

“If she develops a habit of overspending, and she doesn’t have the ability to earn that much, and her family can’t afford it either, I might be her brother, but I can’t support her forever. Even if I am willing to, what’s the meaning of her life then?”

“Frugality, ambition; these are essential for a person to realize their own life’s value.”

“And she’s different from you, even if I gave her the capital to start a business, as a junior high school graduate, it’s not certain that she could handle it; she’s not cut from that cloth.”

“My thought is, I can provide her a good life, but I can’t give her money. If she starts misbehaving, ultimately, whose fault would it be? I wouldn’t be helping her. ”

Feeling confident, Suri countered, “You’re right, but also wrong. You’re wealthy now, you can’t just let your sister keep living like she used to, right?”

“Money gives a person confidence. With money, her standard of living will rise and her vision, her outlook will broaden. She will gradually mature, which will undoubtedly be beneficial in her future decision making, whether it’s choosing a partner or something else.”

Suri did not agree with Yigol’s point of view, and vice versa. “Wifey, while I think everything you previously mentioned makes sense, I don’t agree with this point.”

“To give you an example with relationships, if one wants to marry into a wealthy family, it’s either the man is attracted to her appearance, in which case, such a man should be rejected. Otherwise, if it’s based on mutual feelings, one would naturally choose someone sharing common language, mutual values and towards whom they could walk hand in hand.”

“Take us for instance, if you were merely a pretty face, but rotten on the inside, would I love you as much?”

“And me, if I were just a delivery guy, would you have accepted me? A person with ambition wouldn’t live a mundane life. A mediocre person, no matter how well they hide it, is still just mediocre.”

Yigol’s words left Suri somewhat speechless.

Yigol’s words were indeed true. Imagine for instance, doing house chores.

Because Yigol was excellent, doing such chores was just icing on the cake.

However, doing such a job would mean they were total strangers living in completely different worlds, with different worldviews and values, failing to harmonize even in simple conversations.

Two such people could not be together.

“Birds of a feather flock together”, there’s nothing wrong with this saying.

Only a person with real capabilities could have interactions with her, who was also excellent, or even someone slightly superior.

If the gap between two people was too big, well, the outcome was obvious.

“Why don’t you talk to her about going back to school?” Suri pondered and asked.

“I do intend to do that, but it eventually depends on her own will. She’s only just arrived, let her have some fun for a few days, we can talk about it with her later. The ultimate decision is up to her.”

“Now that she’s finally here, it’s a good opportunity for her to unwind. Her mood has just improved a bit, it wouldn’t be appropriate to send her to school right away.” Yigol said.

Suri nodded in agreement: “Yes, that sounds reasonable. Have you talked about this with your uncle?”

“I haven’t spoken to him about it. Ultimately, it depends on Sana’s own decision. If she’s willing to go to school, I can handle all her expenses. My uncle’s family tends to prioritize boys over girls. They have a son whom they can only just afford.”

“If Sana isn’t willing to go to school, and she’s more inclined towards something else, she can focus on specializing in it, the expenses would still be on me. I won’t let her degenerate just like this. Even without a degree, if she had real skills, it would be acceptable.”

Yigol ruminated about himself. If it weren’t for System’s favor, he would currently only be a delivery man.

He had the System, giving him access to many things, but Sana had no such favor of fate. She could only rely on her own efforts to change her life.

At heart, even if he had to support her for a lifetime, he was willing and capable of shouldering it. But such a life would be too boring.

One should be capable of living well in this world and realize their own dreams. Having bought almost everything, they planned to leave the mall and head home.

But just as they were about to get in the car, a group of about ten people approached from not too far off. It was clear at a glance that they had come with bad intentions.

Men and women, evidently undisciplined. But judging from their appearance, they didn’t seem to be street loafers.

Were they here to cause trouble on purpose?

Yigol glanced at the group, and bluntly asked, “What do you want?”

Sana was a bit worried. She had never encountered such a situation before.

In contrast to Sana, Suri remained calm. She was not worried at all. She had witnessed Yigol’s capabilities and was rather curious about these people’s intentions.

“Look at the good deeds you’ve done!” One of them, in a fit of rage, lifted a few strands of hair and showed them to Yigol, as if he wanted to devour him.

This hair, all three of them recognized it. Wasn’t it the hair pulled from the woman who hit Suri?

Were they here to settle scores?

“I did it.” Yigol admitted coolly, without showing any sign of worry.

What was there to fear? He could handle himself.

It had been nearly two hours since the incident. It seemed these people had been waiting for him here all this time.

“At least you admit your wrongdoings frankly.” The man pocketed the hair with care as if it was a treasure, leaving Yigol almost speechless..