Septuplet And Their Super Daddy

Chapter 8 A Hundred Billion

As soon as he thought of his father, Howard Johnson, Michael's heart sank again.

Originally, their family came to New York for more opportunities. At first, there were only more than 20 people in his father's company, which could only be regarded as a small company.

However, the company developed rapidly after a major breakthrough in biological and genetic technology, from a value of 2 million to 20 million, 200 million, 2 billion, and finally 200 billion.

In just one or two years, the Johnson family had become the real richest family in New York.

However, last year, his father was framed by a traitor, which caused the company's market value to decline all the way until it went bankrupt. The company's patented technology was also revoked by the government.

As for his father, Howard Johnson, also bore a huge debt of hundreds of billions.

He ended up in jail because he had no way of paying back.

When Michael thought of the past, his heart sank. What was pressing down on his shoulders was not just his life and the seven children.

The most important thing was still the huge debt.

Let alone a hundred billion, even if it was just a hundred million, many people couldn't make so much money in their entire lifetime. Michael used to be just a lazy son of a rich father. He didn't have much experience, nor did he have the potential to invest or do business.

Now that such a huge debt was on him, he naturally couldn't get through it.

After gathered his thoughts, Michael continued to rush back to Catherine’s house.

No matter what, things had to be solved one by one. If he was overly worried, he would not be able to solve any problems. This was also how Michael dealt with things.

There was always a way.

The most important thing was that he now had the system. He might really be able to pay off his debt. At that time, he would be able to welcome his father out of prison.

The car soon arrived at the apartment. Michael got out of the car and quickly ran upstairs.

He remembered correctly. Catherine had told him more than an hour ago that it would be the children's mealtime in two hours.

Looking at the time, he found that there were only a dozen minutes left.

"Catherine, I'm back. Open the door."

Michael shouted loudly when he came out of the room. However, he did not dare to knock too hard on the door, mainly because he was afraid that he would scare his seven children. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came from inside the room.

Michael saw Catherine standing in front of him when the door opened.

"Why are you back?" Catherine looked at Michael with an unhappy expression.

"Cough, cough… I have got the result, I will naturally come back. Don't worry, I will definitely be responsible for the child." Michael smiled awkwardly, then patted his chest and promised.

"Come in, the children are about to wake up. Come over and help me mix the formula."

After saying that, Catherine turned around and continued to work at the table in the living room.

Michael looked over and saw that the table was filled with all kinds of tools. Catherine took a milk bottle to mix the formula, shook the bottle hard, and tested the temperature.

Looking at such a beautiful woman who was so busy that she felt dizzy, Michael couldn't help but want to laugh.

"What are you waiting for? Come and help. If the children wake up later, it will be even more unbearable." Catherine raised her head and looked at Michael, who was staring at her. She frowned slightly and shouted again.

"It's just milk powder. It’s quite easy, isn’t it?" Michael did not take it seriously.