Mommy，We Got a Husband
Chapter 102 Mommy, Why are you Looking for My Grandma?

"Drive slower." Ambrose, wearing sunglasses, never took his eyes off Galatea outside the car.

"Okay, CEO Ambrose." His assistant, Denny, who was driving at the moment, immediately reduced the speed upon hearing his command.

'Stellan...' Ambrose called her name in his heart. 'I'm sorry, I can't acknowledge you at this moment. I have no choice but to keep it a secret. I promise I will compensate you a hundredfold in the future!' After saying these words to himself in his heart, he clenched his fist tightly, filled with anger, as he thought about Galatea's disheveled appearance from yesterday.

Alaric, you had established a relationship with her, but you didn't cherish her enough.

"CEO Ambrose, she went into an alley, and we cannot follow her any further." Upon seeing Galatea enter an alley, Denny immediately reported to Ambrose.

"No need to follow. Back to the company." As they had won the bid for the project in the entertainment city, Ambrose had to stay in Arizona for a long period. He bought a building to use as his own office.

After hearing Ambrose's words, Denny turned the car around. Ambrose spoke again, "Denny, go find out what's currently going on with Galatea and why everyone previously said she was dead. Also, why did she change her name?"

In fact, a few years ago, Ambrose had come back to Arizona to find her, but all he heard was that she was already dead. However, nobody knew the cause of her death.

When he heard that she had died, Ambrose was truly devastated. He never imagined that she was still alive.

No one could understand the intense mix of joy and frustration he felt when his beloved woman stood right in front of him, yet he had to call her Mrs. Knight.

"I understand, CEO Ambrose. I'll figure it out." Denny said.

"Denny, although you have been with Far East International for many years, I am the one who promoted you. You are the only person in the entire company that I trust." Ambrose reminded him.

"CEO Ambrose, how could I forget your kindness? Although I have been with Far East International for many years, I have always been at the bottom, wallowing in frustration. It was only because of you that I was able to rise to my current position as your executive assistant." Denny replied.

"I, Denny, am yours, whether CEO Ambrose is alive or dead. If I ever betray you, let my whole family perish." Denny proclaimed, making a deadly oath.

"There's no need for such an oath. I understand your loyalty." Ambrose's eyes changed at this point, filled with looming danger. "Just stay by my side and wait for me to become the CEO of the entire Far East International. As the executive assistant, you will be above all others."

Denny was also confident in this, saying, "I naturally have faith in CEO Ambrose's abilities. What can Todd Vale possibly compare to you? Your skills exceed his by miles. He's nothing more than a fortunate heir, becoming the young master of the Vale Family. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be qualified to polish your shoes!"

Yes, that arrogant fellow wasn't even worthy of polishing his shoes! Eventually, he would bring down this incompetent heir, and then...

"Stellan, you must wait for me. Once I have accomplished everything, I will have the most luxurious wedding in the world for you. I will make all the women in the world envy you, and you will be my First Lady! Wait for me... you must wait for me..." Ambrose repeated to himself once again.

After going to all the major banks, Galatea only had a few setbacks. She also went to some smaller banks and credit institutions, where the approval process was relatively easier, but the interest rates were sky-high. She needed to go back and calculate everything again.

As soon as she got home, she went straight to the study, ignoring her meal, and continuously calculated various data until Caspian walked in.

"Mummy, are you still in a bad mood today? Why didn't you eat dinner?" Caspian asked anxiously.

"No, I ate too much for lunch. I'm not hungry right now, but I'll eat later," Galatea replied.

Caspian glanced at what she was calculating and asked in surprise, "Mummy, are you trying to get a loan?"

"How did you know I was trying to get a loan?"

"It's written right there, the interest rates. How could I not understand?" Caspian quickly asked, "Please answer me. Are you trying to get a loan?"

"Yes." Galatea couldn't hide it from her perceptive son. "I want to open my clinic. With my current situation, big hospitals won't hire me, and I can't just sit around and wait to die. So, I want to start my own business." "How much do you want to borrow then?"

"At least one million, but the big banks are very strict, so nothing is certain," Galatea admitted truthfully.

One million?

Actually, Caspian could have provided the money that amount right away, but if he handed her so much money all at once, Galatea would have definitely suspected something.

"Mummy, aren't you about to marry my daddy soon? His money is your money. He's so rich. Why do you need to borrow money instead of asking him for support?" Caspian panicked, afraid that he might lose everything just one step away from success.

Galatea smiled and explained seriously, "You said it yourself; we're not married yet. Even if I were to get married to him, I can't completely depend on him. When a person's worth relies solely on another person, their worth is greatly diminished. I don't want that."

"Are you saying he's not reliable?"

Upon hearing Caspian's understanding, Galatea smiled again and continued to explain, "No, that's not what I mean. What I mean is that every person is an independent individual. If you want to acquire wealth, you have to work hard and strive for it yourself. Only what you earn through your efforts is the most solid."

"Oh..." Caspian felt a cold sweat in his heart. After explaining for a while, didn't they still say that he couldn't be relied on and had to rely on himself?

Alaric! It's about to be a big success, and what are you up to?

"By the way, Harry, I happen to need your help with something." Galatea took out a portrait of Mrs. Marigold from her bag. "Your hacking skills are great, right? Help me find out her true identity." When Caspian saw this portrait, he suddenly shuddered. He almost blurted out, "Isn't this my gran-"

"What?"

Caspian quickly covered his mouth. He still felt a bit frightened. He had almost exposed his identity just now. But why would Mommy have a picture of Grandma?

"No, I mean, the person in this portrait is an old lady." Caspian quickly asked, "Mommy, are you looking for the person in this portrait?" "Yes."

"Why are you looking for her?" Caspian asked again.