98 Lottery Machination (2/2)

”What won't I do?”

John chuckles. He didn't answer the question directly, but I understand what someone like him would do with that much money. Splurging, most definitely.

”If I have ten million dollars, I would be out of here, so quick.”

Mrs. Connor interjects when she drops some refreshments on the table. She left afterwards.

”Hahaha. Please don't mind her, Max. She won't leave me. She loves me way too much for that. I am the only man for her.”

John jokes. He tells me a bit more about how he first met his wife. They were childhood friends of sort since they were neighbours. They got married shortly after they finished high school together.

”My dad never likes her because she is one of those popular girls while I am the geeks. He always says: son, that woman will dump you for a better man in a heartbeat. It has been 12 years, so jokes on him.”

I didn't know whether to laugh or facepalmed at that.

”How sure are you of that?”

I question almost inaudibly and drink from my bottle.

Once I did, I change the subject and have a nice long chat with the man.

John Connors has grown out of his geeky nature after high school due to the harsh reality of adulthood and family man. As he and his wife are unable to conceive after years of trying, they decided to adopt Stephanie to save their struggling marriage. Children are glue of any relationship.

They were able to conceive afterwards, hence Stephanie has two younger siblings. Even so, John has never treated my mother badly. He might not pay a lot of attention to Stephanie, but when he does, he acts like a father.

Sadly, John trusts his wife way too much. And his old-time colleagues from the engineering firm drops by regularly to basically bang her. Are they really his friends if they did something of the sort?

”I have a date with someone this afternoon and this evening, so I will get going. You don't mind if I left Antigone here with you and your family? I will pick her up around dinner time.”

I ask when I finish several bottles.

”A woman, huh. Well, you're still young, and Antigone does need a mother.”

John responses. He is about to get up, but it seems that he is a bit tipsy. He has drank quite a bit, after all.

”Don't worry, I will let myself out. Just enjoy your day off. Maybe something unexpected will happen, huh.”

I left the living room afterwards and check on my daughter. She is already yawning, so my mother and I tug her in.

”You sing funny, Mr. Maxwell.”

Stephanie points out when Antigone has doze off. I narrow my eyes at my mother before casting Voice of Harmony upon myself before singing another song.

It is a bit petty, but hey, how dare my mother disses me! She should have cheered for me on no matter what! I am her son, isn't it?

Her eyes widen when the magic fills the air as well as her being. The voice is perfectly harmonized due to the magical enhancement. The lyric sucks though.

”Wow. Can you teach me how to sing?”

I chuckle and pat her on the head.

”One day, Stephanie. Alright, look after Antigone for me, okay?”

Once Stephanie confirms, I left her and the Connors to return home.

Antigone will be fine with Stephanie, as I didn't want to bring my daughter along to check some houses with Sandra Bullock. I did promise her to accompany her, and it will definitely lead to something more.

It has been a while since I last saw Sandra – well all of my actresses, in fact. I have to check up on them regularly.

”Selene. What are the winning lottery numbers tonight for New York Lotto? And what is the current jackpots?”

[8, 14, 28, 36, 40, 47, and 5 as bonus. 16.8 million dollars, Operator]

”17 million huh? That is before taxes. Have that numbers be assigned to Mrs. Connor's lottery ticket, but make sure Mr. Connors is the one has brought the tickets from the store.”

[Acknowledged, Operator.]

Selene will adjust all the electronic systems.

As for the physical ticket itself, sitting on the nightstand in a bedroom, a Hydra member will modify it as soon as humanly possible.

With cloaking technology, they can go in and out of people houses like an actual ghost.

Once that is done, I teleport directly to Oxford Hotel penthouse.

Sandra Bullock is still residing there for the time being, as her apartment is being demolished and then rebuild as an entertainment complex. It should be done in a couple of month time.

”Hello, Miss Bullock. Sorry I am a bit late, but are you ready to go home shopping?”

I greet her.

Sandra Bullock is actually waiting for me since before daybreak, constantly staring at the elevator that is connected directly into the penthouse. She doesn't sleep as much anymore on the account of what had happened to her in another world. She is dealing with it slowly.

I didn't use the elevator, however. I teleport behind her to surprise her.

Like my daughter, Sandra is very happy to see me.

But unlike my daughter, Sandra jumps me and then jumps my bone.

Jebus…