When Jason returned home, his parents had also just come back after spending the afternoon visiting old friends in the neighborhood.
The effects of the potions were already obvious.
Although they had only consumed a very small portion, Eric and Angela looked noticeably different. Their complexions were healthy and radiant, the fatigue in their eyes greatly reduced, and their posture had straightened unconsciously—making them look several years younger than before.
Most of the precious herbs were still untouched.
Of course, part of their good spirits came from something else as well.
Pride.
People were always in high spirits when good things happened—especially when those good things were related to their own child.
However, after giving away the gifts, Eric and Angela still felt a little heartache.
Angela couldn't help complaining,
"It's not that you can't buy cigarettes, alcohol, or supplements, but why did you buy such expensive ones? We only found out today, after giving them away, that one bottle of that wine costs several thousand dollars."
"Even if you're earning money, you can't spend it like this."
Jason smiled calmly.
"Mom, everyone was kind to us in the past. Now that we have the means, it's only right to return that kindness. We have plenty of money—this really is nothing."
Eric frowned slightly and said seriously,
"That way of thinking isn't right. This kind of 'suddenly rich' mentality is dangerous. That's how people fall."
"We'll carefully save the $4.6 million you transferred to us earlier. We'll keep it for when you get married. With interest, it'll grow even more by then."
Their mindset was still very traditional—put the money in the bank, earn interest, never touch the principal.
Objectively speaking, that approach wasn't wrong.
But believing that interest alone could make money grow endlessly was overly optimistic, especially in the current economic climate, where interest rates could barely keep up with inflation.
Jason didn't argue.
He only hoped his parents wouldn't live too cautiously for the rest of their lives.
He fell silent for a moment.
Originally, he had planned to reveal things slowly. But seeing how reluctant his parents still were to spend money, he knew that wouldn't work.
After all, he had already purchased a villa worth over ten million dollars, and in the future, he planned to build a private estate that would cost well over a hundred million.
Without a reasonable explanation, none of this would make sense.
So Jason decided to exaggerate—just a little.
"Mom, Dad," he said calmly,"Actually… the money I've earned is far more than just a few million."
"The patent buyout was only the beginning. After that, I used the money to invest in the stock market and made several hundred million. Later, I bought land tied to a tourism development project…"
He spoke naturally, without hesitation.
In reality, the hardest part of making money was always the first step—the first bucket of gold.
Once that foundation was laid, everything afterward became much easier.
And since the Development Project contracts and related documents were real, it wasn't even a complete lie.
Eric and Angela were completely stunned.
For several seconds, they couldn't react at all.
Finally, Eric asked slowly,
"Son… how much money did you actually make?"
Jason paused for a beat, then answered evenly,
"Over two billion dollars."
He unlocked his phone and opened his banking app.
Of course, he didn't show the full balance.
He only revealed a small portion.
Even so—
Eric and Angela both sucked in a sharp breath.
They were ordinary people. Farmers who had worked their entire lives. Their lifetime savings had never exceeded one hundred thousand dollars.
The few million Jason had transferred earlier had already shattered their understanding of wealth.
But two billion?
That number was so large it felt unreal—like something that only existed in movies or news headlines.
Before they could recover, Jason transferred money again.
This time—
$100 million.
"Mom, Dad," Jason said gently,"Save this hundred million. If you want to earn interest, then earn interest. Even at a conservative 4%, that's four million dollars a year."
He deliberately didn't send more.
Too much money could attract attention—and this amount was already more than they could ever spend in their lifetime.
Eric and Angela's eyes widened again.
Two billion dollars was too abstract.
But four million dollars a year in interest?
That finally made it real.
At that moment, they truly understood—
Just how wealthy their son had become.
And for the first time in their lives, they realized something they had never dared to imagine before:
They would never need to worry about money again.
Eric Carter's lips trembled slightly."Even the annual interest alone is four million dollars… doesn't that mean we can spend four million every year and the principal won't decrease?"
Angela nodded instinctively."Even if we eat well every day and buy new clothes every month, it wouldn't cost anywhere near four million a year."
Jason laughed softly."If food and clothes don't use it up, then travel. You can go wherever you want. I'll arrange everything—guides, transportation, accommodation—so you don't have to worry about anything."
"In short, there's plenty of money. Just enjoy life properly."
After being thoroughly "baptized" by wealth, Eric and Angela finally became much more open-minded. Still, their long-formed habits didn't change overnight—they planned to spend part of it and save the rest.
Jason didn't force them.
There was no need to completely overturn decades of frugal living all at once. As long as they felt secure, relaxed, and happy, that was enough.
The next day, Jason drove his parents into the city.
Eric and Angela, who had rarely seen such luxury before, became nervous the moment they saw the elegant villas lined up inside the gated community.
"Son… why did you bring us here?" Angela asked quietly.
Jason led them directly to the property management office.
"These are my parents," he said calmly. "Please register facial recognition access for the main gate."
"Of course," the staff replied immediately."Uncle, Auntie, please have a seat."
The moment they learned these were Jason Carter's parents, the staff's attitude became extremely respectful. Even though Eric and Angela were dressed simply, no one dared show the slightest negligence.
After completing the facial recognition setup, Jason led them deeper into the community, stopping in front of Villa No. 8.
"Mom, Dad," he said, "I bought this villa. Whenever you come to the city in the future, you can stay here."
Angela was startled."You bought it? How much must this cost? I heard villas here cost several million dollars."
Jason smiled lightly."Mom, did you forget? You have over a hundred million dollars on your card, earning millions in interest every year."
"And I have over two billion, earning tens of millions in interest every year."
The words Eric and Angela were about to say—'be more frugal'—vanished instantly.
When they entered the villa, they were completely stunned.
Luxurious yet tasteful decor.A quiet, elegant garden filled with greenery.Sunlight streamed through the tall windows, filling the space with warmth.
Without any financial pressure weighing on them, their faces naturally lit up with genuine smiles.
They walked around inside and outside, liking it more with every glance.
Living here would definitely be more comfortable.
And right outside the community gate was Park, perfect for morning walks.
They had always fantasized about living nearby—though in their imagination, it had been an old second-hand apartment. They had never dared to dream of a villa.
However, when Angela noticed two young female nannies inside the house, she quietly pulled Jason aside.
"Jason," she said softly, "we don't need nannies, do we? I can clean by myself. Don't waste money."
Jason thought for a moment, then smiled."Mom, it's not easy for them to find work. If you fire them, they'll have nothing to eat."
Angela was momentarily speechless.
In the end, she could only nod in agreement.
The house and yard were already spotless, so there was no need for cleaning. They could move in immediately.
Still, daily necessities were missing, so Jason took his parents to the supermarket nearby.
But just as they reached the entrance—
They saw David, Katherine, and Laura—the family of three—waiting at the door.
Laura immediately greeted Angela warmly, just as friendly as the day before.
"Angela! What a coincidence!"
David, the seasoned old fox, acted as if nothing had happened at all. He smiled enthusiastically and said,"Eric, didn't you say the other day that you like drinking tea? I suddenly remembered that I still have a box at home, so I specifically brought it over for you."
Katherine, however, was far less composed. The awkwardness on her face was impossible to hide.
"H-Hello, Uncle… Auntie," she said stiffly.
Yesterday, Eric and Angela had still been nothing more than a rural couple in her eyes.
Today, she was calling them Uncle and Auntie with forced sweetness.
Eric and Angela were both completely bewildered.
Didn't this father and daughter… change their expressions a little too quickly?
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