It was Emmett's money, and donating it was like banking some good karma for Emmett himself.

Giving it to him, though? Total waste!

After all, Emmett had done his duty. If they couldn't hold onto that cash, that was on them.

...

The underground casino was buzzing with life.

Today, Cecil was the man of the hour, strutting around like he owned the place!

Overnight, he went from being a nobody to the big dog!

Normally, people at the casino looked at him like he was a broke stray.

But today, everyone was calling him 'Cecil' left and right. He was so puffed up with pride, he barely recognized himself.

But his high didn't last long.

Because today, he gambled big, blowing through the million-plus Emmett gave to Claire in less than two hours!

Cecil, fuming, stormed out of the casino, shouting,

just pocket change my son gave me out of respect. My son's worth billions! His money is mine, all mine!" After leaving,

million plus, gone just like that, and he

mulling it over, snorted

contacted the media and took a cab to the

way to bring his

home and had him crank out

were like walking, talking gold mines. Best to keep them around for a slow

his knees at the hotel entrance, putting

Mr. Bradford, please, beg you, give me back my son. My daughter's seriously ill, and she's fainting

it if she doesn't see him again! She's already got a congenital illness! She can't

a heart, let the siblings reunite! My daughter's days are numbered, oh...

using Maria to play the sympathy card, crying and sniveling at the hotel

bowing and scraping, painting himself

media gathered,

live streams

uproar again, with folks

sad, how can they bully someone like this, won't anyone

Розичаль

Silver City PD, Silver City government, Silver City

we're taking this

top!#

the sick little girl, they should at least let the

can do whatever you want? Hogging someone's

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