The doctors and nurses were hurled into a pit of fear. Everyone knew what that money meant. If they lost it, their research would come to a halt, and their director would probably blame them. Jeffred could at least take almost half of the one million if they managed to get the donation. As the director of the hospital, he only made about ninety grand a year, and that was including the yearly bonus. If they botched this up, Jeffred would ruin everyone here.

While everyone was worrying about their fates, Michael came forward, looking hesitant. In the end, he said, “Kingsley, I’d really love it if we can keep this money, but we can’t have the Foxes laughing at us, so…” He did not finish the sentence, but it was clear what he wanted.

“Leave that to me,” Kingsley guaranteed. “They won’t be laughing at you.”

“R-Really?” Michael was overjoyed. If Kingsley’s going to talk to Helen, that’s going to annoy Matt to no end. Hah, let’s see him insult me now. The thought of saving a million and showing off to his in-laws delighted Michael. He was grinning from ear to ear. “Alright then.” He nodded. “Kingsley’s calling the shots here. Since he doesn’t want to give the money away, then we’ll be taking it back.”

was as if an old wound had reopened, and he coughed up blood. Oh no! No! H-He punched me, and I got nothing out of this? No, wait. That’s not important. If the director finds out

he could see his future turning

not pity the two of them. He looked around and announced, “What did I tell you? No donation means no donation!

to deliver a decree. Everyone shivered, looking at Kingsley in terror. To their shock, the young man

nothing but a clown. Looks were all he had. Kingsley,

Kingsley in a different light now. They ditched Beau and stared at Kingsley, fluttering their

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