The Supreme Trillionaire

The corridor of the hospital was bustling. Many doctors and nurses came and went, attending to their patients' needs.

Mathews Larson squatted on the floor, leaning against the cold wall. His sobs echoed through the corridor.

The doctor's words still lingered in his mind, loud and clear. "Your mother has kidney failure, and she needs to undergo an operation immediately. You need to prepare at least one hundred thousand dollars for the operation. If we don't do it soon, I'm afraid she can only live for a month at most."

These words were like a knife piercing through the deepest part of Mathews' heart.

When he was ten, Mathews was abducted and sold by human traffickers. Later, he was able to escape. However, he was just a kid, wandering on the street and having no way to support himself. It was Rosa Astley who found, saved and adopted him.

When he escaped, he had an accident and hit his head. As a result, he lost his memory. And he was still very young, so he couldn't remember anything about his family, even his biological parents.

Since then, Rosa had been his only family.

Rosa only finished junior high school, so she made a living by working as a servant. But she worked very hard to support Mathews.

Mathews dreamed of changing his fate and giving Rosa a better and happy life, so he studied hard and did his best to get into Nouis University. He thought everything was finally getting better, but Rosa suddenly suffered from kidney failure and had to undergo a kidney transplant.

"No, I can't let Mom suffer like this. I must find a way to raise one hundred thousand dollars."

Mathews wiped away his tears, gritted his teeth, and stood up.

One hundred thousand dollars was like an insurmountable mountain, but he must do this.

He walked into the ward and looked at Rosa on the bed. She was in a coma, and tubes were attached all over her body.

There was only one thought in Mathews' mind now. He had to save Rosa, who had been a very good mother to him, at all costs.

He tucked her in and walked out of the ward.

While in the corridor, he took out his phone with his trembling hand and dialed a number. "Mrs. Coleman, my mother is seriously ill, and she is in the hospital now. I want to borrow one hundred thousand dollars from you. But I will definitely pay it back in the future."

On the other end of the line, Patty Coleman shouted angrily, "What did you say? One hundred thousand dollars? How dare you make such a request! Your mother is just a servant. How can her life be worth one hundred thousand dollars?"

Patty was Debby Coleman's mother, and the latter was Mathews' fiancee. The Coleman family ran a catering company with more than ten million dollars in assets. Rosa had been a servant of the Coleman family for ten years.

It was understandable if Patty didn't want to lend him money since Rosa was just their maid. But did she really have to say such harsh words?

People would have feelings for a dog they had raised for ten years, let alone a woman working for them for that long.

Mathews gritted his teeth fiercely to suppress his anger. Then he said humbly, "Mrs. Coleman, I beg you. Even if I'm still studying, I will work hard to pay you back."

Patty sneered, "You? A loser like you? How long will it take for you to earn one hundred thousand dollars by doing part-time jobs? By the way, you must break off your engagement with Debby within this month. Don't wait until your mother dies. Otherwise, people will say that the Coleman family is inhuman."

After saying this, she hung up the phone without giving Mathews any chance to retort.

At this time, the heart rate monitor next to Rosa's hospital bed alarmed rapidly. The nurses and doctors rushed in and pushed her into the emergency room.

Upon seeing this scene, Mathews felt like he had lost the most important thing in his life. He hurriedly followed them, but he could only wait anxiously outside the emergency room.

Ten minutes later, the doctor walked out of the emergency room and approached Mathews. "The patient's condition is getting worse. This time, we have managed to revive her and she is fine now. But if we can't do the operation before five o'clock this afternoon, you can start preparing for her funeral."

Mathews felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his limbs turned cold. Then a painful and unspeakable emotion surged in his heart.

Just now, the person closest to him almost left the world, but there was nothing he could do.

He felt he was such a loser.

Mathews slammed his fist against the wall, and his knuckle bled at once.

He roared, "Why don't I have money? Why am I born poor?"