I'm A Quadrillionaire

Chapter 90

I’m A Quadrillionaire chapter 90

Those two were his friends who had experienced life and death situations with him, so Paul wanted to help them too.

Back then, the three of them gave all of their money to the family of their friend’s who stayed abroad after they came back. So now, their lives were not that great either.

Hence, it would be best if they could work together and fight together for a guy from an aristocratic family like David.

“Oh? You have friends like that? Get in contact with them. Get as many of them as you can. I’ll give them the best treatment,” David said quickly.

Of course, it would be better to have more experts like Paul. He had all the money in the world anyway.

“All of us went abroad together and only three of us came back. The rest of them stayed abroad forever,” Paul said in a deep voice.

“My condolences,” David patted Paul’s shoulder and said.

“Sir, I’m fine. All of us came back from the gates of hell so we won’t fret over trifling matters.” Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“That’s good. Call them over tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir!”

By the time David went back to South River International Residence, it was already 11 at night.

After he took a light shower, he lay down and played with his phone.

A lot of people had sent him messages.

Tara: (David, when are you free? My parents want to buy you dinner to thank you.]

David: [It’s fine. It’s nothing.)

Soon after David replied, Tara texted back.

Tara: [lt might be nothing to you, but for us it’s a huge deal!] David: [Alright, but I don’t have time these two days. Let’s wait till next week.]

Tara: (Alright, I’ll wait for your call!)

After David finished chatting with Tara, he opened Patrick’s message.

Patrick: (Are you alright, Dave? Thanks for what happened today! If you didn’t show up, I don’t know what would have happened to me and Maddie. Right, how did you know I’m in Room 47 of Fuller Golden Sands Entertainment Center?)

David: [I’m fine. I’m already home and I’m getting ready to rest. Didn’t you text me that you’re in Room 47 i In the Fuller Golden Sands Entertainment Center and that you were in trouble?]

Patrick: [I didn’t! Plus, I have no idea that you kept such a huge secret. With your previous performance, won’t l be asking you to come to die with us if I ever call you? Tell me, when are you going to explain everything to me and the boys?]

David was taken aback. If Patrick did not text him asking for help, then who used his phone to send that message?

David: (Take a look at this then.]

David screenshotted the message Patrick sent him and showed it to Patrick.

When Patrick saw the time, he replied.

Patrick: [Judging from the time, I think Maddie’s friend was the one who sent this. At that moment, I was kicked and my phone flew out. If that’s the case, I should have to thank her. If not, I can’t even imagine what would’ve happened.]

David: Pat, you should comfort Madison. I think she’s scared witless now. Let’s have dinner once we have time and then I’ll tell you guys the situation.]

Patrick: [Of course! We’re under the same blanket haha. We’re going to wash up now!)

David: [F*ck… You animal!)

Patrick: (Don’t be jealous of me! When are you taking Amelia down? You can do it! Alright, I have to go now. Maddie’s done showering and I’m going for a second round. I’ll thank you properly next time.)

David tossed his phone on the bed as he was too tired to reply to the others. He was too exhausted today, so he would look through them slowly tomorrow.