CHAPTER 622
Author: Michael Chi
last update2026-03-31 23:22:15

Mr. Frederick stood with his arms crossed, his face a mask of jagged cruelty.

"Please, Mr. Frederick!" Vanessa cried, her voice breaking as she clutched the envelope containing the company’s donation. "Take the two hundred thousand dollars. It’s a fortune! I will find a way to pay the rest, I promise. Just give me time!"

"I don't have time for this nonsense!" Frederick barked, his spit flying. "Since you aren't ready to pay the full five years, your home is gone today!"

He whipped out his phone
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