My Billionaire Please Became 82

Chapter 0082

Cara's POV

A middle-aged and distinguished-looking man walks into the kitchen, hands raised in ant obvious attempt to minimize the growing tension in the kitchen. "What's going on here?" He asks, looking at all of us gathered around.

I'm not yet certain who this man is, but when he speaks, the kitchen staff listens. He must have their respect. Does this John work here, too?

"John, you need to get HER," a she-wolf points a finger at me, "out of here. We don't need any help from the likes of her!"

I turn to John, trying to appeal to him, "I was just saying that I'm here because-"

"Because you want to feel better about yourself and laugh at us from your fancy throne!" one of the staff members fires at me.

'Now wait just a minute!" John's tone is harsh and admonishing, and the staff stops their snickering at once.

HT

He lays his briefcase on the table between us, and the hard leather case lands with a heavy thud. John unzips the case and reaches in to grab a handful of papers.

"Before you throw around any more of those poisonous words, you'll want to see this," he says sternly to the staff, holding the papers up to their eye level.

The staff members stare at the papers for a moment before their faces fall, all together in unison as if the movement had been choreographed. "SHE made the donation?!" "But... but they all said-"

she

she thinks she's better than us

join together, a loud cacophony of shock and

will listen

Cara Wilson," John says to them before turning

see you again," he says with a pleasant humor in

To see me again?!

Who is this?

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Wait...

his face, my brain finally taking in what it's seeing now

this be

What are you doing here?" I never expected to

him since my accident six years ago. He looks older

appears there weren't that many folks left that the King could trust. I was honored to

with a genuine smile. I always found John to be a friendly and respectable worker, I'm happy

still the type of Alpha King that runs a pack where a servant can rise to the station of Beta. No matter what kind of man he is, no one can

his delay. I came in his stead," John says

staff member looks between John and I with narrowed eyes. "So she gave us some

enough!" This came from a new voice. The voice was familiar, though I almost didn't recognize the sound because

kitchen walked the Pack House manager, the same desperate she-wolf who had phoned me the other day asking for my help. I might not have recognized her except for the shiny name tag affixed to her shirt. "Cara Wilson will ALWAYS be welcome

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