Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere

Chapter 592: An Encounter With Yana Weaver

After seeing Connor leave, Madison kept thinking about one thing.

Why would a rich heir like Connor hide his identity?

Wouldn’t it be a great honor to let everyone know he was rich?

This kind of thing might be very prestigious to Madison and the others.

However, to Connor, this kind of thing would only bring him endless trouble.

Reputation might be very important to ordinary people, but it was just a burden to Connor.

Although many people wanted to be rich heirs, Connor felt that he was happier when he was an ordinary person.

After all, Connor just didn’t have money. He wouldn’t be troubled by other things.

But now, the happiness that Connor obtained through money was far less than the worries.

After leaving Harlem Hotel, Connor took out his cell phone and wanted to call Carlos.

However, Connor suddenly realized that his phone had been switched off.

Therefore, Connor couldn’t contact Carlos for the time being. He could only stand at the hotel entrance and wait for Carlos to return.

An hour later.

Connor finally saw Carlos hobbling toward the entrance of the hotel.

saw Connor standing at the hotel entrance, he hurried to his side and

party just ended, so here

I just went out for a meal. 1 didn’t expect you

took out his phone to check the time and asked, “Mr. McDonald, are we going

now?” Connor looked at the distant sky as he asked

already 10 PM!”

so much time just now…” A

then to school

judging from the current situation, Connor and Carlos probably could not go

was already past io PM. If Connor were going

could only wait until tomorrow morning to

“It’s already so late. Let’s forget it. There shouldn’t be any buses at the bus station. Let’s find a hotel and stay for the night. We’ll take the bus back

anything urgent, I can get Mr. Morgan’s driver to pick us up…” Carlos

about it tomorrow morning…” Connor waved his hand without

our company runs a chain hotel nearby. Why don’t we stay there? It isn’t bad. Moreover, it’s run by

and followed Carlos

minutes later, Connor followed Carlos to a

hotel was luxuriously decorated,

entering the hotel, Carlos asked Connor, “Mr. McDonald,

“Great!” Connor nodded lightly.

Connor didn’t have high requirements for hotels. No matter where he stayed, it was the same

straight to the front desk when he heard

been to Borealis City often, the hotel staff knew him. They were polite when they received Carlos and booked two presidential suites for Connor and

did not reveal Connor’s identity

hotel staff saw Carlos’s respectful attitude toward

very powerful figure