Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband

Jade Gets A New House

“My son, we are doomed,” Jade’s mother, a blonde-haired, chubby woman wailed. “We are literally homeless. What sort of life is this? Isn’t it better we die and have a peaceful rest in the underworld…

she lamented.

Gazing down to their properties, Jade was dawned by the reality. They were out on the street, in the cold , arms folded with no certainty about a breakthrough and a hopeful future.

All that Jade could do was cry and stare at the sky. His mother kept getting worried. “Who do we know, my son?” she queried, “I have been out on the street, sourcing for funds from every passer-by. No one seems to be of help. Just like every poor family out there, we are unfortunate people. With no acquaintance with the rich, we certainly have no edge over life.”

Jade winked back tears. He dared to speak but his lips trembled. Some minutes ago Jamole had left him with the most optimistic word ever; God will provide.

And if indeed God will provide, it would happen through a Croesus, a mogul, a dee