51A few minutes later, Hilary returned, accompanied by Dr. Anderson. Michael wasted no time in conveying his decision to fund Robert's vital operation."I've made up my mind, Dr. Anderson," Michael declared firmly. "I will be funding Mr. Thompson's operation."Dr. Anderson's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "You? But how? Can you afford such a hefty sum of money?"How could someone like Michael afford such a hefty sum of money? Doubt clouded the doctor's eyes.Michael maintained a calm demeanor, smirking ever so slightly. "Affordability is not an issue, doctor. Rest assured, I am fully capable of following through with this."The doctor's disbelief lingered in his eyes as he cautiously questioned Michael's ability to financially support such a costly operation. "Forgive me for doubting, but how can I trust that you won't back out?"Michael's confidence shone through as he responded, "I understand your skepticism, Dr. Anderson. But I assure you, I am determined to see this through. "Dri

53The next morning, Michael couldn't contain his excitement as he headed over to Vanguard Industries to retrieve his invitation ticket. As he stepped into the building, a familiar feeling washed over him. He walked towards the reception desk and immediately noticed a change at the reception desk. There sat a young, attractive girl with a radiant smile, completely contrasting the previous old and grumpy receptionist who had been let go. With a warm greeting, Michael approached the receptionist. "Good morning! I'm here to see Mr. Peterson, the CEO," he stated, hoping to get some assistance.The receptionist's eyes sparkled as she returned his greeting. "Good morning! It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is Lily, and I'd be happy to help you. Just give me a moment, please." She swiftly typed a few things into her computer, her fingers dancing across the keyboard effortlessly, she was undoubtedly summoning Mr. Peterson.Curiosity piqued, after a brief pause, she looked up at him, her vo

55Ryan's exchanged a passionate kiss with her. The chemistry between them was undeniable.After their moment, Ryan led Samantha towards the hotel exit, a mischievous glint in his eyes. As they approached three burly security agents, he knew it was time to set his plan in motion. He leaned in and whispered to Samantha, "Watch this, it's going to be fun."Confidently, Ryan approached the security agents, a determined expression on his face. "Excuse me, gentlemen," he said, his voice oozing authority. "I need your help."The security agents frowned, curious about this unexpected request. "What seems to be the problem, sir?" the leader of the group asked.Ryan's smile widened, reveling in the delight of the impending chaos. "There are two impostors and usurpers in the party," he declared with a hint of menace. "You must immediately remove them before they cause any trouble."Samantha, caught up in the excitement, eagerly chimed in. "Yes, they're causing so much trouble already! It's simp

57Their voices trembled, barely above a whisper, as the guards chef team hesitated before reluctantly answering, "It... it was Mr. Smith, sir. He... he told us to... to REMOVE Michael and his sister from the party."Mr. Peterson's expression contorted into a mask of rage, and his voice boomed even louder, echoing through the air. "How DARE he?! How DARE he abuse his authority?! This is UNACCEPTABLE!"His fury reverberated, causing the guards to quiver in their boots. Mr. Peterson took a deep breath, attempting to regain some composure, though his anger still radiated like a searing furnace."Go inside, all three of you, and bring Mr. Smith out. But remember, do it discreetly. We don't want to disturb the party."The guards nodded anxiously, quickly scurrying off to locate Ryan. Meanwhile, Michael couldn't help but feel a mix of relief and anticipation. Emily was still confused, he just squeezed her hand and smiled reassuringly at her. They combed through the yard for a few minutes u

59The tension in the air was thick as the CEO, Mr. Peterson, clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. His anger radiated through his entire being as he addressed the three security guards who stood before him."You've got a lot of nerve letting that happen!" Mr. Peterson's voice was filled with fury. "Mr. Ventura was humiliated because of your incompetence!"The three guards exchanged glances, their faces filled with a mix of shock and fear. Jake, the youngest of the three, nervously stepped forward. "Sir, we're sorry. It was a mistake. We never meant for things to escalate like that."Mr. Peterson's eyes narrowed, his anger showing no signs of abating. "Your apology means nothing to me. You were entrusted with the safety of our guests, and you failed miserably."Janet, the only woman in the group, mustered the courage to speak up. "Mr. Peterson, please give us another chance. We promise we'll do better. We'll undergo additional training if needed."Her plea fell on deaf ears as Mr.