Hernan stood there, stunned, as if he couldn’t believe what he had just heard. When he realized what had just happened, his eyes welled up with astonishment, disbelief, and emotion.“You... you...” Hernan couldn’t find the words, and he rushed toward Edward, then knelt down.“Thank you. I really don’t know how to repay you in the future. You’re truly a savior in our lives,” he said with tears in his eyes.The sudden outpouring of emotion and enthusiasm briefly took aback Edward, but he quickly regained his composure and helped Hernan to his feet. He gently replied, “It’s nothing. I just saw a bit of myself in you guys, so I did my best.”“You’ve helped us immensely, and I don’t know how to repay you. I’ll definitely remain loyal to you with my life,” Hernan said.Edward heard this and felt a mix of emotions inside, hoping that Hernan was sincere. If not...Putting this aside for now, Edward’s phone rang at that moment, and his ordered food had arrived.Seeing this, Hernan quickly wipe

“Okay, of course, for us, the customer is like a deity. Whatever you want, you shall have it. No need to worry. Here’s the invoice; please look to see if there are any issues, and then we can proceed with the payment.”Edward glanced at the invoice, and it displayed an incredibly daunting figure. It momentarily sent a shiver down his spine. He couldn’t help but wonder how he would have felt if he had seen such numbers in the past. Would he have been shocked, thinking he’d never get close to them, or would he have found himself when he just wanted to disappear?But now, everything had changed, and it changed so rapidly and abruptly that even he had to adapt to it. Edward silently cursed under his breath, then placed the invoice back on the table.“Alright, no problem at all. We can proceed with the payment right now.”“Yes, sir. Here’s the pen; please sign here first,” Applejack said, pulling out a fountain pen that had been pinned to his chest pocket and handing it to Edward. Edward t

Upon hearing Harry’s question, Edward simply chuckled without saying a word. The Sherwood family, ten times wealthier? It was undoubtedly a staggering figure.“Edward, it’s amazing. Everything seems like it’s from a movie.” Harry couldn’t contain his excitement and enthusiasm. His friend, who had to take on multiple jobs to make ends meet, had suddenly become the heir to billions of dollars. Everything had happened in just a few months, and it was truly overwhelming.“Yes, I reacted the same way at first, Harry,” Edward replied.“But today, I invited you here because I have a favor to ask,” Edward continued.“What is it, Edward?” Harry couldn’t help but feel curious. He sensed countless changes in Edward’s demeanor, which had become more composed and thoughtful. Even his gestures and mannerisms differed from before. Faced with the person in front of him, Harry suddenly felt a bit estranged.Edward looked straight into Harry’s eyes, genuinely hesitating. He didn’t know how Harry would

Hospital,Emergency Department,VIP Room 1604,Upon receiving the news that Edward was seriously injured and had to be hospitalized, Harry felt as if his soul had been sucked out. Even though he was in class, he couldn’t concentrate on anything. He quickly excused himself from the lecturer and drove to the hospital.Sitting in the car, waiting at red lights, and stuck in traffic, Harry felt restless, as if ants were crawling in a pan. He didn’t know how Edward was doing; his voice had sounded weak earlier.Thinking about this, Harry couldn’t help but feel anxious. He rushed into Edward’s hospital room. He saw a motionless body on the bed wrapped in white bandages with machines making beeping sounds around it.Witnessing that scene, Harry’s legs went weak, and he fought back tears, unable to contain his sorrow as he approached Edward.“Are you... are you okay... oh no, I shouldn’t have asked. Oh, why did this happen? It’s all that scoundrel Jeff’s fault, isn’t it?”Harry was on the ver

“Despicable scoundrel.” Mrs. Marget couldn’t hold back her sharp words. She remembered how Mr. Morgan had been as meek as a dog when he needed money and help from her family. But now that she needed some help, she found excuses to avoid it. If she had known this earlier, she wouldn’t have helped this wretch. It was a waste of her trust. Thinking about it made Mrs. Marget furious.However, when she thought about Mr. Morgan’s attitude once again, she felt that something wasn’t quite right. He seemed to be afraid of some external force. He will find any excuse to disengage, even if it meant incriminating himself and her husband. Why? Why was he doing this? Could there be someone else behind this?“No, it can’t be. A poor wretch like Edward couldn’t possibly have any backing,” Mrs. Marget muttered, perhaps already becoming paranoid. Maybe she had been too suspicious. A lowlife like Jeff couldn’t possibly stir up much trouble. She couldn’t help but blame herself for misjudging people. Clea