Chet rolled his eyes and clapped his hands.

"What the hell! Frederick, it's already half a bottle. For two maladroit men, this is amazing efficiency! They're all authentically hand-peeled, okay?"

Besides, he hadn't eaten a single one of them even after peeling for half a day, yet Frederick still thought this too few?

"Frederick, my nails are cracked. Will there any overtime subsidies?" Chet thought of something, and his eyes lit up as he pitifully stretched out his hand.

"I've just recently joined a racing club called Super Fly. It looks good and the annual fee is not expensive. It's only two hundred thousand dollars! Unfortunately, I don't have the capital to maintain a sports car. Riding a motorcycle on the race track is very advanced though, and very exciting!"

Two hundred thousand dollars in exchange for peeling those melon seeds that he hated. He guessed that was acceptable.

Frederick put away the rubbish and sealed the plastic food container.

"Yes, it's not expensive. You'll get it after working overtime for two days. It's your turn next week then! Just in time too because Ally is in a bad mood. So, I can take her to the zoo! You may peel the melon seeds for me for a few hours more!" "What? Frederick, are you serious?"

"Can we call the subsidy off? My butt will be numb then!" He thought to himself.

Patting his head, Chet suddenly regretted it and was thinking hard about how he could remove himself from this situation. Just as he withdrew his hand, he found out that someone had already cleaned his hands, took his suit, and picked up the bottle of melon seeds on the table.

going! Call me if anything comes

hand, Frederick strode out of the

the rubbish

"Frederick..."

out of Soaver International, a pale-looking figure suddenly

Why was it her

scene, he immediately

to help him, minds in sync, Frederick

it was always easier

and she had mentally prepared for it, at that moment, it was still a big blow for her for him to not have shown up. Therefore, her face darkened; she was obviously dispirited. "Seven days, yet you

clear

this might be the last thing I could do for myself. The final push! I don't want to have any regrets!" Danica took the courage to take a step forward, suddenly grabbing his

it was already too late for chemo or any treatment," she explained.. Just as he was about to swat her hand away, Frederick

Frederick was disappointed in her and felt ashamed of her way of doing things, he had not expected to hear this from her. Unconsciously, he fixed his doubtful eyes on her. Danica forced

said I only have half a year at most to live! In the face of death, people tend to speak from their hearts. I know I have done many things that hurt you; perhaps, this is God's punishment! It made me

fool; her life was a tragedy -

She couldn't shake off this feeling of

way. She hated her inability to change her birth and fate. She regretted her ridiculous past. She hated that she had never been able to live a good life for herself! She wanted to start all over again. She wanted to

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