Slumdog Billionaire Husband
Chapter 292

Chapter 292 You Want to Help Them?

Gerald's voice sounded abruptly, and this attracted Raiden's attention.

At first, they only glanced at Gerald. Most of Gerald's body was covered with gauze because he had many knife wounds.

They only felt a little curious.

They had never expected that Gerald would take the initiative to ask at this time.

Raiden was a gangster in the town. Of course, gangsters no longer relied on fighting to extort protection money. Raiden had set up a company in the town to collect debts. Then he opened a club for people to play cards. Then those poor people would borrow money from him. At this time, Raiden would treat them differently. He would charge some of them no interest or low interest. As for those who he could bully, he would charge high interest.

The so-called professional methods were all kinds of endless harassment.

Leila's mother borrowed 16 thousand dollars from Raiden back then.

As for how much the current interest was, only he knew.

Hearing Gerald's words, Raiden and his people looked over with interest. Raiden looked Gerald up and down and asked with a smile, "Are you going to help them pay it back in one go?"

Leila stood behind Gerald. When she saw Raiden's gaze fall on her, her expression changed. She hurriedly lowered her head in fear, not daring to look at Raiden.

Obviously, Leila had been harassed by Raiden many times.

Gerald sat there. In fact, he still could not use too much strength. When he got out of bed, he had to be supported by Leila.

Although his wounds were slowly healing, many of them were quite deep. The most important thing was that after he used Death Storm, his body was extremely weak. It was unknown how long this process would last.

However, his expression was still calm. He said, "Tell me how much you want. If I can afford it, I will help them pay it back."

Raiden licked his lips and said, "Alright, I'll calculate it for you."

As he spoke, Raiden took the briefcase from under his arm and pulled out an account book. He said with a smile, "Right now, it is 150 thousand dollars." Wesley's expression slightly changed. "How could there be so much? Didn't I pay back 1,600 dollars last month? Why did it become more?"

Raiden said with an insincere smile, "Did you forget this month's interest? 1,600 dollars is not even enough to pay the interest. Wesley, we can be considered acquaintances. You know that there are few people richer than me in the town. How about you let your daughter marry me? If so, you will be my father-in-law, and this debt will be written off. I can buy you a house in the town."

Gerald frowned slightly.

Raiden's ex-wife borrowed 16 thousand dollars. After many years, the interest became such a large amount of money. Moreover, this was under the condition that Wesley returned part of the money every month.

With Wesley's income, he would have to pay all the money he earned for the rest of his life.

"Well... Raiden, you know my situation. This money was borrowed by my ex-wife. After so many years, I have already paid you tens of thousands of dollars. I..." Wesley said with a frown.

In fact, as a carpenter, Wesley's income was not low. With the salary paid by the furniture factory, he could earn more than 1,600 dollars a month. However, the majority of the money would be used to repay the debt, causing the father and daughter to have a hard time.

"Are you not going to pay the debt?" Raiden's eyes darkened, and then he kicked away the furniture that Wesley was making.

He stared at Wesley and said, "Old man, do you want to be a deadbeat?"

"I..." Wesley's expression was extremely ugly.

Wesley sneered and said, "Damn you, it seems that I have been too easy to talk to recently. Let me tell you. Wesley, if you dare not pay back the money, I have a hundred ways to torture you to death. Or I will sell your beautiful daughter. With her face, she can be sold for a good price."

At this time, Gerald frowned and said, "Bro, usury is illegal, right?"

"What did you say?" Raiden suddenly looked at Gerald, walked toward Gerald, and suddenly threw

the account book at Gerald.

Gerald would have easily avoided it if he were not injured, and then he would have firmly pressed Raiden and his men to the ground and beaten them up.

Yet now Gerald's physical condition was too bad. He instinctively wanted to dodge it, but his body was somewhat out of control. The account book smashed on Gerald's shoulder. There was a wound at that position. A violent pain came. The wound was torn again, and the gauze became red.

At this time, Raiden walked to Gerald. He grabbed Gerald's chin and said, "Bastard, usury is illegal? Go and sue me. Don't even think about paying a cent less. If you have money, pay the debt. If not, shut up." Raiden sneered, "I remember that you just said that you would help them return the money."

Gerald sighed.

He was injured in a strange place. Now even gangsters here could bully him.

"I don't have that much money," Gerald said calmly.

He could afford it. The card from New Bank was with him. Naturally, he could pay back the money.

However, Raiden was obviously not a good person. If this guy found out that Gerald was rich, Raiden might do something outrageous.

Therefore, Gerald chose to pretend that he had no money.

"Then shut the fuck up!" Raiden pushed Gerald to the ground.

"Ouch." The intense pain made Gerald gasp.

Leila saw this and quickly squatted down. She put her hand on Gerald and asked, "Gerald, are you

okay?"

Raiden sneered. He said to his men, "Beat up this asshole."

Wesley's expression changed. He quickly ran over and said, "Simon, I will return the money. Don't hurt him. He was seriously injured. If you beat him to death, you will be in trouble." Raiden glanced at Gerald, who was wrapped in bandages, and coldly snorted, "Alright, no matter what, you have to return 3,200 dollars this month. I will come to get it in three days. If you can't take it out, think about the consequences."

"I will. I will." Wesley hurriedly said.

Raiden glanced at Gerald and walked aside. "Let's go."

After he left, Wesley looked at Gerald and asked, "Young man, are you alright?"

Gerald looked at him and sighed in his heart.

During this period, Gerald was moved by them. He knew Wesley's family situation.

Yet these days, in order to take care of Gerald, they served him meat for every meal.

For a family like Wesley's, this was already the limit.

After helping Gerald sit up, Leila's eyes were already a little red. She didn't know if it was because she felt wronged or because of something else.

Wesley walked to the side, took out a pack of cheap cigarettes, lit one of them, and began to smoke.

Gerald silently watched all of this.

"Gerald, I'm going to my room to read books. Call me if you want to go back to the room. I will come out to help you," Leila said. She turned around, wiped her eyes, and walked into the room.

She was a girl in her first year of high school. This kind of pressure from society made her feel oppressed, even if she was sensible.

Gerald sat down again. He didn't speak. After a while, he looked at Wesley, who was sitting there smoking. Gerald calmly asked, "Have you thought about moving?"

Wesley was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Gerald, I know you are definitely not an ordinary person, but I am just an ordinary farmer. I don't want to get into trouble. Just ignore my family matters. When you are better, you can leave."