Graham was shocked, and the corner of his lip twitched.

"750,000,000 dollars?" he mumbled.

It might be tough to gather even 75,000,000 dollars in working capital with the subsidiary company he was managing.

If he needed 750,000,000 dollars, he would have to apply with the headquarters, and the application would then be discussed with the board of directors.

The board was filled with old people who were of a similar age to his father, and they were quite conservative. They would definitely decline the 750,000,000 dollars...

"Mr. Bayer?" Fat Lawler sneered. "What? The high and mighty prince of the Bayers can't even come up with this small amount of money?"

Sophia quickly elbowed and signaled him.

She then told Fat Lawler with a smile, "That's not it! Since you've named your price, Graham will definitely take it!"

"Really?" Fat Lawler raised his brows. "Giving you the price is my way of showing my sincerity, but I haven't seen yours!"

"Fat Lawler—"

She wanted to say more, but Graham stopped her.

He took a deep breath. At the same time, he was ready to face the worst-case scenario.

"Of course, I'm sincere about this, Fat Lawler. However, the subsidiary company I'm currently managing is in a bad place. If I need to come up with 750,000,000 dollars, my father will definitely be alerted. I'm afraid by then..."

"So that's what you're worried about!" Fat Lawler said while smiling. "Let's just be direct, Mr. Bayer. Do you not have the money?"

Graham looked terrible and nodded with great difficulty.

your father to find

"Yes."

puffed on his cigar, and his subordinate handed Graham a

was stunned.

loan from the bank." Fat Lawler squinted. "I'm close with this person. He is a bigshot at the bank and will

and kept thanking him,

lacking? There was no such thing as a

Sophia advised him. "Fat Lawler is from the underworld. People like him care most about loyalty! Also, this is a legitimate bank, not a loan shark. What are you still

and fell into

leaned her head on his

he caused the subsidiary company could not be solved with forged accounting—he would

-

returned to the kindergarten

her sit in the passenger's seat and send her to the entrance

and watched her

at school to snacks, or taking every

tea with her, take her to the bustling night market after work, gaze at the

told Persephone openly, "Yes, I'm courting Maisie. Do you think you can

buy me ice cream

laugh and carried her to

more

smile when they're

you happy because Ms. Maisie isn't marrying the prince

your pizza,

They ate happily, giggling.

called him.

said, "What's

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