They Underestimated Me

I stood in the auditorium, watching my daughter, Ivy, about to step onto the

stage to receive an award for the robotics competition.

Suddenly, a man in a sharp suit rose, his voice booming. I recall your school

has a policy: a five-million-dollar donation adds ten points to a students

score in this years competition. This card holds five million dollars. The

first prize should go to my son!

Everyone present was stunned. The teacher, after a moment of hesitation, nodded

in acknowledgment.

Ivy, looking bewildered on stage, exclaimed, But I was the real first place

winner!

The mans son shot Ivy a disdainful glance, sneering, Ivy Zheng, whats the

point of trying so hard? My moms rich. The chance to study at a top-tier lab is

only for me.

Ivys eyes welled up. I walked over, taking her hand, a faint smile playing on

my lips as I looked at the smug father and son.

You said the card holds five million dollars, I began. Is that true? Perhaps

we should verify it on the spot.

The man arrogantly nodded. Of course, its true. My wife has plenty of money.

Swipe it now!

My smile deepened. The card in his hand was clearly the supplementary card Id

given my wifeher allowance!

Patrick Chen gave me a dismissive glance and haughtily handed the card to the

school teacher.

Immediately, someone gasped, exclaiming, This this is an Apex VIP Black Card!

Only individuals with verified assets exceeding a hundred billion would have

one!

Good heavens! Liam Chens family is a top-tier dynasty!

Patrick was clearly relishing the adulation, his eyes conveying undisguised

arrogance. He then shot Ivy a look that was a mix of disdain and pity.

Little girl, blame it on your folks not having five million. You commoners can

try as hard as you want, but youre just stepping stones for us.

Ivys small face flushed crimson. She shouted indignantly, Thats not fair! I

won first place!

She had loved artificial intelligence since she was a child. Shed prepared for

this competition for three whole years, and the advanced study opportunity was

her dream.

The murmurs from the parents in the audience rose and fell. Someone couldnt

help but sigh.

Thats really cruel to the kid.

But the elite are the elite, especially in a private international school like

ours. Wealth is privilege. Theres no fairness in the face of privilege; this is

a necessary lesson for her growth.

Even the teacher shook his head at Ivy. Rules are rules.

Liam, seeing this, laughed even more wildly.

See? I told you, Ivy Zheng, you cant beat me! What good is your ability?! Your

efforts are worthless in front of me!

Dad, can I go accept the award now?

Patrick grinned triumphantly, glancing at me before telling his son, Of

course.

Ivys whole face crumpled, her eyes slightly red, stubbornly repeating under her

breath,

I won first place. I won first place!

I felt both heartache and amusement. I leaned in and whispered to her.

Her eyes widened. Dad, is that really true?

I nodded to her. Watch this.

Just as Liam was striding confidently towards the podium, the teacher suddenly

rushed over.

Mr. Chen, this card is locked and completely unusable!

Patrick frowned, raising his voice. How could that be?! You country bumpkins

just dont know how to use it!

The teacher, helpless, handed the card reader to him. With a ding, a robotic

female voice announced:

Your card is unusable!

How is this possible? Patrick gasped in surprise, unconsciously taking half a

step back.

Other parents in the audience couldnt help but snicker. Mr. Chen, did you just

pick up that card?

If you dont have five million, why put on such a show? Arent you

embarrassed?

Patricks face turned red with frustration. He gritted his teeth, swiping the

card on the machine again and again.

Your card is unusable!

Your card is unusable!

The laughter and chatter in the crowd grew louder. Liam, too, started getting

anxious. Dad, whats going on? I need to get my award!

Watching Patricks slightly disheveled look, I stepped forward, smiling. Since

Mr. Chen cant produce the five million, then first place still belongs to my

daughter.

Ivys face had already cleared. She winked at me, about to walk towards the

podium.

Hold on. Theres an issue with this card, but that doesnt mean I cant produce

the five million. This award today can only go to my son.

Patrick stared at me with a dark expression. After speaking, he immediately made

a call, and soon, my wife Eleanor Shens voice came through. Patrick hung up,

his face once again beaming with confidence.

Dont worry, son. No one can snatch this award today. Its yours and yours

alone!

He then shot me a challenging look.

I let out a cold laugh.

Just moments ago, Patrick and Eleanor had put on a public display of affection

over the phone, their intimate tones making everyone blush.

Soon, my phone rang. Eleanors voice, haughty and imperious, immediately came

through:

Ethan Zheng, whats going on with that card you gave me? Contact the bank to

unlock it immediately, and increase the limit to fifty million!

I remained unusually calm. What do you need that much money for?

For business dealings and entertaining, of course. Dont ask so many questions,

just get it done!

I subtly lowered my eyes, concealing the cold fury swirling within them. Anyone

familiar with me, who had been behind the scenes pulling strings for the group

for over a decade, knew this was a signal that someone was heading for utter

destruction.

How absurd. A woman who owed her very existence to the Zheng family dared to

keep a lover under my nose and order me around. It seemed I had been too

lenient, making her forget who the true master of this household was!

Seeing my lack of response, Eleanor sent a few frustrated voice messages, then

fell silent.

Conversely, Patrick directly raised his phone, displaying his bank balance to

everyone: a full five million!

A polite smile appeared on his face, but his eyes were filled with triumphant

smugness.

Teacher, feeling reassured now? I told you, a family like ours wouldnt be

short five million. Even fifty million is chump change. Unlike families who earn

dead-end wages, who haggle over even a hundred thousand.

He first gave me a pointed look, then, feigning kindness, spoke to Ivy:

Little girl, next life, remember to pick a good family to be born into. Dont

let people easily snatch away the fruits of your hard work again.

Ivy smiled sweetly at Patrick. Mr. Chen, no one can take whats mine!

I stepped forward, my smile unwavering, and said unhurriedly, Exactly, no one

can take what belongs to my daughter!

Five million, thats all.

A kind teacher stepped forward and tugged at my sleeve.

Ivys father, five million is no small sum. For the elite, its just pocket

change for a designer bag, but for ordinary families, its an astronomical

amount. This advanced study opportunity is rare, but dont sacrifice your and

your wifes future for it.

Other well-meaning parents also started advising me not to act impulsively. Then

there were the sycophants, chiming in with sarcastic remarks:

How much do you earn in a year? Trying to throw money around like the elite,

arent you afraid of losing your house?

Some people just want to show off, without considering their own weight class!

It was also my fault for always teaching Ivy to be low-key. In everyones eyes,

we were just an ordinary working family, and Ivys good grades were the only

reason she got into this private international school.

I scanned the sycophants, and in an instant, the names of their affiliated

companies flashed through my mind. I already had a plan.

Then, I politely smiled at the teacher. Ill do the same as Mr. Chen and

transfer the money to the school account.

Ding!

Five million credited!

The robotic female voice echoed from the teachers phone. A hush fell over the

surroundings, then someone shouted,

Holy crap! Ivy Zhengs dad actually forked out five million!

Patricks face darkened. He gritted his teeth, furiously tapping on his phone,

then a robotic female voice announced:

Ding!

Ten million credited!

Immediately, the crowd erupted. Parents gawked. Ten million?! Are they crazy?!

You dont get it, this is what top-tier wealth looks like! Mr. Chen truly has

the power, you just cant deny it!

Three large donations arrived consecutively, and even the teacher couldnt help

but wipe sweat from his forehead. Liam couldnt help but gloat, Go, Dad!

Patrick, basking in the surrounding praise, patted his sons head.

Son, dont worry. Your mom said, whatever you want, shell support you, no

matter the cost. Whats ten million, anyway?!

Yes, what's ten million?

A woman, cheating on me, using my money to bolster her lovers image, bullying

my daughter C she truly had a death wish! I was rather curious to see how far

Eleanor would go for this father and son, and just how much money she had

embezzled behind my back.

Under Patricks arrogant gaze, I calmly spoke.

Twenty million!

Everyones eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Is Ivy Zhengs dad insane? Does he even have twenty million?!

Patrick gnashed his teeth. Just running your mouth wont do any good

He hadnt even finished his sentence when the robotic female voice, Ding!

Twenty million credited! echoed in everyones ears.

My smile deepened. Of course, I dont mind contributing more to education. Do

you want to continue raising your donation? Im in this until the end!

Good heavens, Ivy Zhengs family is not so simple after all! I never would have

guessed!

The teacher again wiped sweat from his forehead, an uncontrollable ecstasy on

his face as he looked at Patrick and asked, Mr. Chen, are you going to raise

the price again?

Patricks cold gaze gradually darkened. He then pulled out his phone and called

Eleanor again.

A moment later, his eyes and brows regained their triumphant look. He even

deliberately unfolded his tri-fold phone, subtly revealing the wallpaper.

Someone with sharp eyes immediately noticed. The woman on the screen is Eleanor

Shen, the General Manager of Oceanfront Group! Oh my God, shes Liam Chens

mom!

Look, the photo on the screen is of their family of three. Its hard to imagine

that the aloof goddess, known as a highly educated elite dominating the business

world, could show such a sweet smile.

Then Ivy Zhengs first place is completely out the window. No matter how rich

her dad is, he cant surpass Oceanfront Group in Ocean City!

Even more well-meaning parents earnestly pulled me aside.

Ivys father, dont push it anymore. Everyone in Ocean City knows how powerful

Oceanfront Group is. If you offend them, you wont even be able to do business,

and youll lose everything!

Patrick approached me, chin lifted, his eyes full of contempt and scorn.

I originally wanted to keep a low profile, but some people just cant take a

hint. Now you know how powerful we are, dont you? Even if you have a few

stinking bucks, in the eyes of an elite family like ours, its not even worth a

glance!

I raised an eyebrow, deliberately asking, Are you saying your wife is Eleanor

Shen, the General Manager of Oceanfront Group?

Dad, thats clearly Ivy almost blurted it out. I quickly pressed her hand,

then winked at her. She immediately understood and nodded.

Patrick and his son, engrossed in the continuous flattery from the crowd,

naturally didnt notice my daughter and my actions. He haughtily nodded at me.

Scared now, are you?

Then, he smirked maliciously.

Youve offended me today. But Im a magnanimous man. If you and your daughter,

Ivy Zheng, bow three times to me and my son in front of everyone, Ill tell my

wife not to pursue your transgressions.

Otherwise, my wife will make your family bankrupt!

Little girl, you wont just be out of the robotics competition; you wont even

be able to afford school anymore!

Ivy was furious. Ive never seen such a shameless person! She spat directly

onto Patricks face.

Liam, seeing this, angrily charged at Ivy, intent on hitting her. Ill kill

you, you little brat! How dare you spit on my dad!

I instantly turned cold. With a swift movement, I pushed him to the ground.

A shriek.

Dad! My knees busted, it hurts so bad!

Patrick glared at me fiercely. Seeing Liams bloody and bruised knee, his eyes

were terrifying as he delivered a harsh threat.

This isnt going to end well today. My wife will be here any minute. Oceanfront

Groups legal team isnt to be trifled with. You and your daughter can spend the

rest of your lives in prison!

I raised an eyebrow. Well, that saved me the trouble of figuring out how to get

Eleanor here. The groups executive assistant and top legal experts were already

on their way with divorce papers and Eleanor Shens termination letter.

Today was the end for this scumbag man and unfaithful woman!

Upon hearing that Eleanor was arriving, the sycophants immediately swarmed

Patrick and Liam, showering them with concern, eager to curry favor. They

continued to mock me, their words growing increasingly vile and morally

bankrupt:

Indeed, commoners never know their place. Ms. Shens wrath isnt something

little people like you can bear! Get ready to lose everything in compensation!

Ivy Zheng, you wont need to go to school anymore. Go pick up trash with your

dad!

Picking up trash wont be enough. The old one will find a sugar mama, and the

young one will learn from him and go after rich men too! Thats how you make

quick money!

Just then, a sleek sedan sped up. Someone shouted, Its Oceanfront Groups

executive car!

Ms. Shen truly is a virtuous wife, keeping her husband and son so close to her

heart, arriving so quickly! The Zheng father and daughter are completely

finished now!

The sycophants unleashed their malice on Ivy and me without restraint, their

eyes as if they wanted to devour us alive. Patricks face twisted into a

grotesque smile, filled with the joy and arrogance of impending revenge.

You pathetic loser, my wife is here. Your and your daughters doom has

arrived!