Sir Ares, Goodnight

Mrs. Yorks was getting impatient and said, "We're done here. I'm quite busy. If you still have a bit of a conscience, Venmo me the money using this phone number. I'm hanging up now." "Mom, don't hang up. My son-"

Beep, beep!

Cole stared at the cell phone that was hung up, digesting the information his mother had just revealed to him. He ultimately came to a terrible conclusion-Angeline had fallen ill and it was a very serious illness. Otherwise, Sis Shirley would not have gone into premature labor from fright.

What made him even more uneasy was that the three women had no money on them. With Angeline's illness and Sis Shirley's early labor, how would they sustain themselves?

When Cole thought of this, he abruptly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Carson, immediately Venmo some money into Shirley's phone number."

"How much?" Carson asked.

"As much as possible."

Carson quickly took his phone out and started tapping away. Two minutes later, Carson looked up at Cole and apologized. "Young Master, I just signed up, so the transfer limit is capped at 299.99 dollars." Cole's facial complexion turned pale.

picked up the

the other line, Jay was slightly startled

tone. Then, he started acting as if he was in

news

guy was here sniffing for clues because

replied, "It's none of your

hung

right did he have to be

called him once more. This time, he was no longer long-winded and went straight to the point."

raised his wrist to look at his watch. "You have one minute. I have an emergency meeting

earlier. Do

froze slightly. He straightened up his posture and turned his attention from the

"What did she say?"

run out of

flashed across Jay's eyes. If Angeline had run out of money, why did she rather ask for Cole's help