The Comeback

"Dylan, where are you?" At this time, Dylan Lynch was running all the way with the takeout. "Mom, I'm delivering the takeout. I'll go back after the delivery." The woman scolded, "Do you know what day it is today? I'll give you ten minutes to go home, or you'll never come back! " "Mom, let me explain..." Dylan shouted to his mobile phone, but the call had already been hung up. Fiona was not his biological mother, but his mother-in-law. Her attitude towards Dylan was getting worse and worse. In the final analysis, there was only one reason -- He was poor. "Hello, glad to see you. Here is your food. It will be really kind of you give me a five-star reviews.” "You have been late for ten seconds! Bad reviews fit you more!” The woman who came out for taking her food slammed the door. Dylan had no time to argue with her and rushed downstairs. He rushed home at full speed, but was stopped by the traffic police. "You are suspected of speeding and running a red light. Please come to the side for investigation." Dylan was very anxious, "Just now it was a yellow light, not a red light. I have something urgent. Can you let me go first?" "I'm sorry, sir. Please accept the investigation." The traffic police were still unmoved. Dylan roared in despair, "Please! Why do you all push me like that?! " He grabbed the small gift box in the delivery box and ran away without a car. He finally found a sharing bike and rode it home. Thirty minutes later, Dylan finally arrived at his community, Dragon-Flower Garden, sweating all over. "Knock knock!" Fiona opened the door, threw out a suit of clothes and scolded, "Change your dirty clothes out of the door before coming in my house!" Dylan changed his clothes and solemnly went to Bertha Smith with a gift box. "Honey, I know today is your birthday. This is the gift I prepared for you." "Pa!" The gift box was slapped to the ground by Fiona. "You know it's my daughter's birthday!" She growled, “You've kept us waiting for you all night. Why don't you die outside! " Dylan said bitterly, "Mom, don't be angry. My tram was detained by the traffic police. I can't help it." Fiona sneered, "Dylan, please find a reliable reason, OK? You don’t care about Bertha at all. You don’t need to live with her, I suppose.” "You'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning and go through the divorce procedures." Dylan trembled. "Divorce? Why? Have I treated Bertha bad?” "Have you treat my daughter nice?” Fiona sneered, "this is the biggest joke I've ever heard." "Think of it. How long has my daughter not bought clothes? How long has it been since we had a restaurant? How long have you been staying in my house? " Fiona poked Dylan's head and scolded, "If you have a little conscience, you can't say such words." Dylan's heart was dead, he was really angry. "Why am I so poor? Do you have conscience in your heart? If it wasn't for me selling my car and my house and making money, she would be dead! " "Every penny I earn is spent on Bertha. How about you? Have you ever paid for her illness? " "Now she is recovered. But I become poor. And you force me to divorce her. Don’t you feel shame?” Dylan looked at Bertha who had been silent, "Honey, do you agree with her?" Bertha's face was cold as frost, and her words were like sharp blades. “Dylan, I'm fed up with my present life. " "Why do I only squeeze myself into the crowded buses or subways, enduring the harassment of others when my colleagues have luxurious cars to pick them up? Why do I afford no meat when my colleagues buy dozens of clothes and bags?" "Life is short. I want to live a delicate life. I want to travel around the world in famous brands instead of eating rough food with you." "Dylan, let's divorce. Anyway we have been together in harmony. A peaceful divorce is our best ending." "Ha-ha!" Dylan looked up to the sky and laughed, "Best ending, huh? Divorce is the best ending!” "Don't forget that I give you this life, which is taken back from death." He picked up the gift box on the ground and handed it to Bertha, "It’s my birthday gift that I carefully prepared for you. As long as you open it, everything you want will come true." Bertha's face was cold, "Don't use these little tricks to coax me. I'm not the little girl who will laugh when you give me a candy." Holding the last hope, Dylan said, "Please, open it and have a look. As long as you have a look, I promise you won't want to leave me again." "Enough, Dylan!" Bertha angrily threw the box aside, which exhausted Dylan's last patience. "Good, that's your final attitude!" Dylan, who was extremely sad, calmed down instead. "Bertha, you are not the girl who has been willing to accompany me to share weal and woe. You have completely changed." "I wanted to give you a big surprise on your birthday and promise you a lifetime of glory and wealth, but you personally refused." He picked up the gift box again. "As long as you open this box, all the luxury life you want will come true. But now it doesn't belong to you anymore, because you don't deserve it! " Fiona rushed over and pushed him out of the door, "You are still talking crazy. Get out of here. You must divorce tomorrow!" "Bang!" The door was slammed shut. Outside the door, Dylan took out a platinum bank card from the gift box, which was inlaid with a big word "Lynch" with broken diamond. Only the major shareholder of Dragon Technology Group was qualified to have this card since it had never been issued to the public. Dylan was its third largest shareholder. At 10,p.m., Dylan immediately activated the card, when his mobile phone received a multimedia message, "Congratulations to Mr. Dylan for activating the Supreme Dragon Card. The balance in the card is 10,000,000 USD, and the balance to be lifted is 2 billion USD. Two million USD will be automatically lifted every week." Five years ago, Dylan's mother had died miserably. He was forced to flee his family from New York. Sylvia, his younger sister, secretly gave him five million dollars which he used to buy 10% of the original shares of Dragon Technology, with a closure period of at least five years. In order to avoid the pursuit of his stepmother, he had been hiding his name and accumulating strength, waiting for the opportunity to soar. In the past five years, Dragon Technology had developed into a large group, and Dylan had changed from a small delivery man to a rich man with a fortune of 2 billion. Holding the card, Dylan said sarcastically. "What a damn time. Even if you can be activated one day earlier, I will not divorce." "Bertha, Bertha, don't you love vanity? Sooner or later, you will pay for your own stupidity and ignorance. " He had just come downstairs when the phone rang. On the phone, a very cute voice came, "Brother, guess where I am."