CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FORTY-TWO

RICHARD’S POV

I walked out of the hospital with my mom, who looked pale but hopeful. She gripped my arm tightly, her strength surprising me given her recent health ordeal. I felt my phone buzz in my pocket, and I pulled it out, glancing at the screen. A notification from the Ultra Billionaire system: "Task complete. You have earned 3 points.”

I allowed myself a brief smile, slipping the phone back in my pocket. Every point counted. Mom looked up at me, her grip tightening on my arm.

“Richard, are you sure this transplant will work?” Mom’s voice trembled a bit, though she tried to hide it.

“Absolutely, Mom. Everything’s going to be fine.” I smiled, squeezing her hand reassuringly. “We’ve got the best doctors, and you’re a fighter. This is just another bump in the road.”

Just then, my phone rang. I glanced at the screen: Dad. Great timing.

“Hello?” I answered, trying to keep my voice steady.

“Richard, I need to see you. Now.” Dad’s voice was sharp, no-nonsense.

“Dad, I’ve got ur