Jay was hesitant, but Tommy begged him. "Ben, you've gotta agree to President Severe's requests. The entire village will be grateful to you." Jay was distraught. "I have a job already."

Tommy replied in dismay, "Ah, so you have a job, so you won't help us anymore."

Angeline knew that Jay was a man of his word. Since he promised that he would be Baby Zetty's piano tutor, he would not accept any other jobs.

To resolve his concerns, Angeline then replied, "You don't have to be on-site to work. All you have to do is to look after the fishermen closely and make sure that they follow the rules around here." Jay then agreed. "Alright then."

Grayson gave the police a call, and after some banter, he turned toward Angeline to say, "They need a guarantor."

Jay said, "Me."

Angeline was musing over the fact that those fishermen were still brutes and barbarians. Should there be any trouble, the guarantor would regret being the guarantor in the first place.

She rolled her eyes at Jay. "You? Everything on you is worth even less than one of my fingernails. How are

you going to be the guarantor?"

Jay replied, "You're so vulgar!"

Angeline,

really biting the hand that

phone, "The president will

the design department in the building, Tommy had nothing but praise for Angeline. "Ben, I think that the president isn't as scary as the rumors say. She's cold on the outside, but nice o n the inside. She looks nasty, but when she heard of our hardship and how hard it was for us to look for money, she became so kind... I think that she's better than those women back in our village who look nice and kind but will actually talk behind your

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the doctor when he was sick, and now helping out the fishermen. All of her actions were heartwarming, but when he arrived at the thought that she

has ulterior motives in doing

"Anyway, she's offering refuge to helpless fishermen like us. So she's a

H

me.

"Let's see

you can save

that the she-devil would help those

the evening, the fishermen

and complaining about how they

stay, but the president has given the order that we

fishermen remained silent, their eyes green with envy toward

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