Richard looked at Marco and shook his head uneasily. The man played with his hands on the table and repeatedly looked at Marco hesitantly. The man could feel the sweat beading on his hands from nerves. He even rubbed his ears, making sure that he had not misheard what Marco had just said. Something seemed wrong, and Richard had to find out what it was. With a face still full of confusion, Richard tried to speak more sweetly to Marco. "Sir, if I may know, why are you not channelling help to us?" How could Richard just let go of someone who would provide help for this pathetic school? He would get Marco again and make him willing to donate.He licked his lips nervously. "Our school distributes aid and builds facilities in the school. We always do our best with every donation that comes our way." Richard thought this was something that would usually work to attract donors. She had practised this for a while, and usually, people would rethink it before ending up donating.But Marco himse
Upon hearing the words of Marco, who turned out to be an alumnus of this school, Richard suddenly smiled. Anyone would know that this school was just a poor school that didn't have much of a budget. Even the students are also made up of students who don't have wealth. No rich person's child would want to go to an ugly place like this. They will feel humiliated for the rest of their lives. Moreover, the facilities were also poor. The teachers were old and might die soon.Richard then chuckled a little, his eyes seeming to shine slyly. "No wonder you know about this miserable place. You're a graduate, too." He shook his head, laughing at whatever was going through his head. A lousy man coming in and claiming to provide help was ridiculous to him."If you only graduated here, you're like the rest." He snorted, then leaned back and gave Marco a dismissive look. "You're just a poor person. You shouldn't act like one. "You have nothing to be proud of."With a mocking and uncaring tone, Rich
Marco glanced at Liona with a worried look. He could see that the elderly teacher was trembling, and her hands repeatedly squeezed the hem of her shirt. There was something terrible going on here. And Richard might have done something so wrong that Liona became like that.Even when talking to him, Liona lowered her head and did not dare to look at Richard, who was still staring at the two of them. "You just calm down. I can take the appropriate measures to deal with her," Marco said, trying to calm Liona down. However, Marco knew that the woman must be even more scared because she couldn't do much with her current body. So, the only way here was to calm her down and make her believe and think positively.But apparently, Richard's impact still made the woman scared and unsure of Marco. She leaned closer to Marco and whispered, "He has his minions."Marco heard this and nodded. He smiled slightly, then looked at Liona, who looked down in fear. "Take it easy, everything will be fine. "Tr
Flat-faced and emotionless, Marco jerked his head towards the thugs. "Attack them," he ordered while stepping back to secure Liona from the impending chaos.When the order was given, the servants dressed in all black immediately attacked the thugs, who were more than three in number. The commotion was inevitable with the horrible sound of punches and kicks.Moreover, when Richard also called out the same thing to the thugs. "Don't want to lose, just finish them all!" Not only punches but even the sound of chairs being used to smash the opponents could be heard loudly.One of Marco's waiters pushed one of his opponents against the glass and smashed his face against it. In just two blows, the man was already bleeding from his nose and fell unconscious to the floor. He was not the only one. The other three were also easily taken down with just a few strikes. The chair that was previously used by one of Richard's thugs was lying in a broken position on its right side, with blood stains co
"Master, we've sent some help as you requested," Will said as he handed a document to Marco. It was a document containing the things Marco had asked Will to sign and deliver to the school he had helped yesterday. Among them were one million dollars and the addition of new books to the library. Not only that, Marco also asked for a medical room to be built at the school to help students or teachers who might need help. As Marco remembered, the health room at the school was very inadequate and lacked medicine. Back then, when Marco's hand was bleeding from a shard pushed by his friend, Liona had only bandaged it with a cloth and a little antiseptic.Marco nodded, turning the pages of the document in his hand. "And keep an eye on Ms. Liona. It looks like she's going through something difficult." Marco saw pictures of building the health room and renovating the classrooms gradually. Books had been delivered and organized in the library. Marco even sent new school uniforms to all the stude
The sun had not yet risen fully this morning when Marco stepped out of his housing complex. The man began to do a slight warm-up, such as stretching his leg muscles and hands, before starting the morning running activity. After feeling warm enough, Marco immediately started his morning run at a moderate pace. The man walked through the streets of the housing complex filled with several other residents who were exercising. However, some of them were, in fact, just taking a walk with their pets.Initially, Marco only intended to go around the housing complex before he suddenly turned out and headed for a park that was right on the outside of the complex. The park, with lots of fresh greenery and wet grass around the path, was not visited by many people because it was a weekday.Marco then looked at his watch and saw that he still had about two hours to go. "I think I can pick up the pace a bit," he muttered and then picked up the pace. The man circled the park and took five laps at a re
Marco took another look at his clothes in the mirror. He made sure that his gray suit looked neat with the matching color of his pants. Marco has also checked his shoes, which are always shiny. Marco's hair has been neatly combed in one direction. And finally, Marco wore his favorite dark gray tie with black patterns. After ensuring he looked perfect, Marco turned around and found Will waiting for him. The hoverer now bowed politely to him. "I have everything ready, Master. We can leave now."Marco then nodded and walked out of his room. Will had opened the door, and the two walked out of the house. Will, who walked behind Marco, seemed to be watching his master. "Master, would you like to bring Miss Wilson along?" If that were the case, perhaps Will would have sent someone to pick the woman up.But Marco shook his head. The man walked straight and looked at the clock in his hand. "No need. This is completely unrelated to that business." Will nodded behind Marco's back. He understood
Stefani held Melanie's hand when she first saw her after returning from the bathroom. She looked a little upset, with a frown on her face. And it certainly made Melanie wonder what was wrong. Usually, Stefani seemed so calm and relaxed. She had even told him that she couldn't wait to come here to do business and travel.The beautiful woman looked up at her mother and immediately sat opposite her. "I saw Marco just come in here," she said, now staring at the man in the room. Arnold didn't turn around because they were so far apart. She was sure he couldn't hear her half-whispered voice. She saw Arnold still busy reading a file at a table with a cup of coffee by his side.At the sound of Marco's name, Melani immediately turned her face into a look of hatred. "What is that ignorant man doing here?" She remembered very well that it was Marc who had put Stefani in prison. Although not for long, it still made her have to be separated from the child in Stefani's pregnant state.Although Stef