Although watching Elder Uncle go at Uncle-in-law would definitely be satisfying, after all, Elder Uncle was the one who loved her most since childhood. Using him as a pawn made Grace Bennett feel guilty, so at a time like this, she had to come clean.

"Elder Uncle, don't be anxious." Grace Bennett reached out and grabbed Elder Uncle's arm. "Here's the situation: I've made some money recently and plan to pay off the family's debts. The house definitely won't be sold. The reason I invited you and Little Uncle over is to have you both as witnesses."

"You have money to pay off the debt!?"

Whoosh~

Instantly, the atmosphere in the living room turned strange, and all eyes focused on Grace Bennett.

Before Grace Bennett could explain, the doorbell rang again. This time it was George Foster, Grace Bennett's father's classmate and the family's biggest creditor.

"Oh, everyone's here." George Foster said, surprised to see so many people in the house.

"Grace Bennett asked me to come," George Foster explained the reason for his visit. "He said a son's supposed to pay his father's debts and told me to come collect the money." The atmosphere became even more awkward.

"You're paying the debt?"

Uncle-in-law, annoyed that Grace Bennett was interfering with his plan to buy the house, said irritably, "You're just a kid, still in school, still spending the family's money. What makes you think you can pay off the family's debt?"

"'A son's supposed to pay his father's debts'—anyone can say that. Well, now all the creditors are here. Go ahead and explain."

Grace Bennett couldn't be bothered to respond to him. Smiling, she said to the two uncles and George Foster, "Here's the situation: I'm studying computer science at university. In my spare time, I started a website with some classmates. It's been doing pretty well, and we've finally started making some money."

"A website?" George Foster mused. "What kind of website?"

"'Sky Eye.' It's not a famous site, so Uncle Foster, you probably haven't heard of it," Grace Bennett said.

Unexpectedly, George Foster froze, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

"'Sky Eye'!? Isn't that the site that does rankings? Wasn't it 'Sky Eye' that started the recent 'Searching for Wushuang' incident?"

Grace Bennett was stunned. "You actually know about it? I thought people your age wouldn't really understand the internet economy."

"Are you kidding me!" George Foster quickly pulled out his phone and opened Douyin. "I'm a heavy Douyin user—I watch four or five hours a day! Of course I know what's happening on Douyin."

Little Uncle chimed in, "Grace Bennett, don't underestimate middle-aged people. I use Douyin too. I don't really get 'Sky Eye,' but I read the comments. Everyone says 'Sky Eye' is great. There are so many interesting people and dogs on there. I was just planning to check it out myself. I can't believe you're the one who made that site!"

Even Elder Uncle, mom, dad, Aunt, and her husband all knew about the 'Searching for Wushuang' incident.

Grace Bennett was surprised. Without realizing it, Douyin had already penetrated so deeply among middle-aged people?

"Since you made 'Sky Eye,' you must have made quite a bit of money, right?" George Foster had already changed his tone, asking Grace Bennett cautiously, "I've heard that only the internet economy can make big money. People like Ma Huateng, Jack Ma, Wang Xing—they're all world-famous billionaires!"

Grace Bennett took out her phone, opened Yu'ebao, and placed it on the table.

"This is the current profit from 'Sky Eye.' Although it's not enough to pay off all the debt at once, please give me a little more time. Not a single cent of what we owe will be left unpaid."

George Foster was the first to pick up the phone, squinting to count the numbers—he was a bit nearsighted but wasn't used to wearing glasses.

"Three hundred and twenty thousand!?" George Foster exclaimed in surprise.

"That much?"

Mom snatched the phone from George Foster.

When she saw the number clearly, her heart pounded wildly. The phone made its way around the table, and everyone finally understood that Grace Bennett wasn't bragging—she really did have money now.

Everyone was genuinely happy for Grace Bennett, especially her mother and Elder Uncle, who were so excited they didn't know what to say. If there had been alcohol on the table, Elder Uncle probably would have downed it in one gulp.

After all, Grace Bennett was his own niece. Seeing his niece succeed, of course an uncle would be proud.

Even George Foster looked at her with admiration and a hint of flattery—only Uncle-in-law was the exception.

He hated that Grace Bennett had ruined his plans, and said skeptically, "I don't believe it. You're only nineteen—how could you make that much money in a month? Are you trying to fool us?"

Grace Bennett smiled. "Uncle-in-law, let me correct you. This isn't what I made in a month."

"Then how much? Half a year?" Uncle-in-law asked.

Elder Uncle said, "Even making over three hundred thousand in half a year is a lot. I only make a little over seventy thousand a year, including bonuses."

Grace Bennett said calmly, "Actually, this is 'Sky Eye's' income for one week."

Over three hundred thousand in just one week!?

The living room fell silent. Everyone was stunned. They looked at the young Grace Bennett, then at that shocking number, utterly speechless.

"No wonder it's the internet economy!" George Foster finally came to his senses and said excitedly, "I always knew Grace Bennett would be successful! Old Luo, your daughter is amazing now! You two can just wait to enjoy life from now on!"

Chapter 012 Train Encounter

What parent doesn't hope their child will be successful?