Chapter 307 The whole city is going crazy! What is it like to win the US$2.04 billion jackpot?

"Are you OK?"

Little Leonard held a photo with Chuck and pushed back the bullies. Then he looked at Maria who was sitting on the ground collecting her books and about to get up. Looking at Maria's beautiful face, the pride and elation he felt just now instantly turned into embarrassment and confusion.

giggle.

"It's okay, thank you."

Maria stood up and smiled reluctantly at little Leonard.

Although she seemed to have been saved by a hero, the hero was actually a child, which still made her feel no better psychologically, but her eyes fell on the photo in little Leonard's hand.

"Actually, you don't need to thank me, it's mainly Chuck."

Little Leonard noticed Maria's gaze and touched the back of his head very modestly: "They are afraid of him."

"Are you really good friends with him?"

Maria looked at the grinning little Leonard and the expressionless Chuck in the photo, feeling a little hesitant.

"That's what Chuck is like."

Little Leonard has long been accustomed to people's suspicions, and explained: "It always looks like this with whomever he takes a photo with, just look at how close we are!"

"..."

Maria looked at little Leonard who pointed at the photo and kept analyzing and explaining how good her relationship with Chuck was. She didn't know what to say. She glanced at Chuck in the photo again, looked away immediately, and then hurried away.

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"...My name is Leonard. If you have anything to do next time, you can come to me."

When little Leonard looked up and saw that Maria was gone, he could only whisper to his back in despair.

In the women's bathroom.

Maria sat in the toilet, took out a small mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror: "Maybe I should use him to find God and explore Chuck."

"Don't look for him!"

Maria in the mirror no longer feels inferior, and her eyes are full of dominance and cruelty.

"He should know what's going on with us."

Maria said in panic.

"You know what's going on with us!"

Maria sneered in the mirror.

"I don't know...are you my second personality?"

Maria said weakly.

Because of Esther's case, various concepts such as mental illness, second personality, blackening, and evil personality have been widely spread.

"wrong!"

Maria's eyes in the mirror said with hatred: "I am the main personality, and you are a cowardly wretch who is completely controlled by him!"

"dad……"

Without any explanation, Maria knew who she was talking about in the mirror.

"We are so beautiful and perfect. We should live in the center of the world and be sought after by everyone! But look at you now, with low self-esteem and cowardice, and you are being bullied like this, shame!"

Maria scolded herself in the mirror.

"Professor Harper and Lisa are beautiful and perfect."

Maria couldn't help but retort.

Maria in the mirror paused with a fierce and proud expression, and glared at herself who gave these two examples: "That's what you think! As long as you listen to me, you will be more perfect than them..."

Seeing herself in the mirror, she didn't believe it. Maria in the mirror added: "At least I won't be weaker than them. If you don't believe me, just look and I will prove it to you! We who are confident are the most beautiful!"

"what should I do?"

Maria was a little moved.

"You know what to do! Look at me and learn from me! Align your palm with my palm."

Maria's expression in the mirror became much kinder. She stretched out her hand to the mirror and motioned Maria to do the same.

Maria was very hesitant.

"What are you still hesitating about? I am you, and you are me. Let me control my body and show you the real way of living. You can also feel everything personally."

Maria stared at herself in the mirror: "Do you insist that we endure this useless and humiliating life?"

Maria lowered her head, slowly raised her palm, and pressed it towards the mirror.

Just when he was about to stick it on, there was a heavy knock on the door: "Who is inside muttering on the phone, are you okay?"

Maria woke up instantly, put away the mirror, opened the toilet door, lowered her head, and hurried out.

New York.

Monica's apartment.

"Chuck, I can't contact Ross."

Monica worriedly said: "It's been two days, and I don't know what he has been doing. I can't get through on the phone, and there's no one looking for him in his apartment. I went to the museum and said he was on leave."

"Don't worry."

Chuck said bluntly: "No one would be willing to commit a crime for him."

"Don't say that."

Chandler was reading the newspaper nearby. When he heard this, he put away the newspaper and said with a smile: "Maybe he has some dinosaur genes, and someone from Jurassic Park kidnapped him."

"Stop joking!"

Monica glared at him.

"I'm not kidding."

Chandler shrugged, then pointed to the front page of the newspaper and said seriously: "It can't be because he was the lucky guy who won the biggest prize in Powerball history two days ago, and then unfortunately was kidnapped.

Bar?"

"The time is right."

Monica was unconvinced and said: "And Ross also buys lottery tickets occasionally."

"The winning address was a gas station on Long Island."

Chandler complained: "Don't tell me that Ross drove there specifically to buy lottery tickets. Does he have a car?"

"..."

Monica was speechless.

"Stop talking!"

Chandler jumped up and walked out.

"Where are you going?"

Monica said angrily: "We are talking about Ross! Aren't you worried about him at all?"

"Didn't Chuck already say that no one will commit a crime for him?"

Chandler joked: "I guess he was probably in trouble and went somewhere to get high. Instead of looking for him, I might as well go buy lottery tickets now!"

Speaking of which, the Powerball jackpot this time is too exaggerated. It is as high as 2.04 billion US dollars. Whoever wins it will be a real billionaire.

If I get it, maybe I can participate in the general election this year."

"Dream!"

Monica complained: "You don't have Chuck's genius brain, and even if you are a genius like Chuck, Powerball with such a mature gameplay is not like other regional small lotteries that can exploit loopholes.

You have a greater chance of being struck by lightning than of winning the jackpot.

Besides, who spends all day laughing at themselves about their misery?

Do you really have the luck to win such a big prize with such a miserable life?"

"Oh oh oh."

Chandler raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I just said it casually, don't you need to be so excited?"

"what are you guys saying?"

Rachel and Phoebe pushed the door open and asked with a smile.

"I'm talking about winning the lottery and becoming a billionaire."

Chandler smiled.

"Did you buy lottery tickets today?"
To be continued...