Rebirth of a Flopped Actress: Career First, Love Second (My Billionaire Son)

Chapter 299 Paying Taxes Is an Honor

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The next morning. Alexander opened his eyes to find Olivia staring at him, looking both annoyed and resigned.

“Do you realize your sleeping habits aren’t great?” Olivia said, glaring at him.

Alexander sat up slowly, raising an eyebrow.

“I didn’t know, he replied calmly.

Olivia’s mouth twitched slightly.

Alexander continued. “I suppose it’s because I’ve never shared a bed with anyone before.”

Olivia went silent. Since she had to sign a contract and collect her money that morning, Olivia didn’t waste time arguing. She put on her coat and headed out the door.

At the meeting. Vance’s assistant handled the discussion about Olivia’s compensation from her former

company.

Olivia skimmed through the contract. Finding no issues, she signed it without hesitation and handed over her bank account details.

The assistant smiled politelyAll set, Ms. Carter. I’ll transfer the funds to your account right away. Please check your balance shortly.”

Not five minutes later, Olivia’s phone buzzed with a notification from her bank.

Eagerly, she opened it, anticipating the near–billion–dollar deposit that would help her expand her wealth and continue her glorious single life.

she saw the number, she froze.

she muttered, confused.

already held over 3 million. With the settlement from her former company, the total should have been closer to one hundred million..

something wrong, Ms. Carter? the assistant

transfer?” Olivia asked,

record to confirm it. Olivia stared

of it disappeared

speaking again. Ms. Carter, this transfer

takes…”

Olivia asked, stunned.

The assistant nodded.

1/2

Fr., Jan

Paying Taxes is

subject to personal income tax as per the

trying to process

case, the tax rate is forty–five percent, the assistant

again, her

she repeated weakly.

assistant nodded sincerely.

that moment, Olivia felt like she could physically hear her heart

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puzzled by Olivia’s devastated expression, finally asked, “Ms. Carter, is something wrong?”

into her bag and said,