Chapter 668: Big Money!

Chapter 668: Big Money!

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After a long explanation and relocating to their apartments living room, Mateo sat, practically cowering before his mother, Miles and his Uncle Aaron at his side. Meanwhile, Peter stood across the room, watching the drama unfold.

Mateo couldn't look his mother in the eyes, too afraid to even glance in her direction. "are you going to say anything?" He asked, knowing how she would react.

Ignoring Miles and Peter for the moment, Rio put all of her attention on her son, her eyes blazed with fury, her voice laced with disappointment and anger. "Miles(Mateo), qu diablos ests haciendo?(what the hell are you doing?) You know better than to involve yourself in these dangerous activities! Your father died because of this madness, and I won't let you throw your life away like he did!"

Mateo winced at the mention of his father, guilt gnawing at his insides as he struggled to find the right words to explain. "Mom, I-I'm... I'm just trying to make a difference, to fight against corruption!" he stammered, his voice tinged with desperation.

Rio's expression softened slightly, but her resolve remained unwavering. "I don't care what you think you're doing. You're putting yourself in danger, and it ends today!" she exclaimed, her eyes brimming with tears as she reached out to grasp her son's shoulders.

Mateo took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he knew would be a difficult conversation. "Mom, I-I can't stop," he began, his voice steady despite the turmoil within him. "Not when I have these powers. Not when I know I can make a difference."

Rio's eyes widened in disbelief as Mateo held up his hand, electricity crackling between his fingertips, illuminating the room with a soft, blue glow. She stumbled back, her breath catching in her throat as she struggled to comprehend what she was seeing. "What... what is this?!" she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mateo met his mother's gaze, his heart pounding in his chest as he watched the mix of fear and awe flicker across her face. "My powers," he admitted, his eyes glued to the electricity. "Peter gave them to me"

Instantly, Rio turned to Peter, who merely waved hello in response. "" She didn't know what to say or how to treat him. After all, if her son's story was true, then this man as well as her son's lookalike were from another universe.

Choosing to continue to ignore the whole multiverse situation for just a little bit longer, Rio's mind raced as she struggled to process her son's revelation, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and fear. "But... but it's too dangerous," she protested weakly, her voice tinged with desperation. "What if something happens to you? What if you get hurt?"

Mateo's resolve hardened as he reached out to take his mother's hand, his touch gentle yet determined. "I won't let that happen, Mom. I promise," he said earnestly, his voice filled with conviction. "I'll be careful, I'll be smart. But I can't just sit back and do nothing while people suffer. I have to help."

Tears welled up in Rio's eyes as she looked into her son's determined gaze, her heart torn between pride and fear. "I... I don't know if I can support this," she admitted, her voice choked with emotion. "But I can't stop you either. Just... promise me you'll be safe. Promise me you'll come home."

With a heavy heart, Mateo nods, shoulders slumping as he heads towards the kitchen to face his punishment. As he eyed the pile of dirty dishes, he couldn't help but feel a sense of regret for keeping everything from his mother. But deep down, he knew that she would never have allowed him to take his revenge

'Besides, she knows now and, all things considered, the punishment is very light'

Left alone in the living room with Miles and Peter, Rio takes a deep breath before turning to Miles, her heart pounding with disbelief as she reached out to touch his face, tracing the familiar lines of his features with wonder. "You look just like him," she whispered, her voice filled with awe and disbelief.

Miles squirmed uncomfortably under her scrutiny, blushing as he tried to pull away. "Mom stop," he mumbled, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the comparison. But then he realized, in a slip of the tongue, he called her 'mom,' immediately regretting it as he stammered out an apology.

Rio couldn't help but smile at his embarrassment, her heart warming at the unintended endearment. "It's okay, Miles," she reassured him, her tone gentle. "You can call me mom if you want. I don't mind."

Miles looked away bashfully, a small smile tugging at his lips as he muttered, "Okay, mom," feeling a strange sense of comfort in the familial term.

Turning her attention to Peter, Rio's expression turned conflicted, a frown marring her features as she struggled to reconcile her gratitude with her concerns. "Peter, I appreciate what you've done for my son, but giving him those powers..." she began, her voice tinged with worry.

Peter nodded understandingly, knowing the weight of her worries. 'I guess I'll have to make a good first impression in order to win her over' Without a word, he pulled out his phone, tapping away, confusing both Rio and Miles.

"And Done!" As he finished and stored his phone away, suddenly, a notification chimed on Rio's phone, interrupting their conversation. "You should really look at that" He told her, a knowing smile on his face.

"?" Hesitantly, she checked it, her eyes widening in shock as she read the message. Dropping her phone, she stared at it in disbelief, her mind reeling.

Miles leaned over to see what had startled his mother, his eyes widening as he read the notification. "What is it?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern as he saw the amount displayed on the screen.

"It's... it's a wire transfer," Rio murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she struggled to comprehend the enormity of the sum. "Fifty million dollars..." she trailed off, her mind racing with possibilities and questions.

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