Chapter 546
All thements were asking for the official bank ount of Willing Angels Foundation.
Within a few hours, the bnce in the foundation''s bank ount increased by a few hundred million.
That was the kind of influence the world-renowned phnthropist, Betty, had.
She led a low-profile life during peaceful times, shying away from attention. But in times of cmity,
such as the recent earthquake disaster, she rose to the asion and carried the beacon of hope,
restoring faith in humanity.
She became the talk of the town because of this earthquake disaster.
Several people were specting about Betty''s true identity. They were dying to know her exact
background and why she was so generous to donate her entire fortune.
A fewizens even put up their requests online, begging Betty to do a face reveal so that they could
see her in person.
Later that afternoon, Artemis, the head of Luther Group, issued a press release. ording to the
statement, Luther Group''s eight-billion donation would not be sent to charity organizations in Quadfield.
Instead, the entire sum would be remitted to Willing Angels Foundation, which would coordinate the
purchase of essential supplies to be sent to the disaster zone.
The moment that announcement was made, the Inte was abuzz again.
The majority of thementsmended Artemis for his generous act.
Mr. Luther is alwaysvish with his money, donating almost ten billion. This is how a sessful
entrepreneur should be—responsible, caring, and big-hearted. I''m a proud consumer of Luther Group,
spending more than ten thousand on their products annually.
As long as the asion calls for it, Mr. Luther will go out of his way to help. True enough, he did not
disappoint again this time. Those who are willing to give will receive more in return. Mr. Luther is a fine
example; his business is booming because of all the charity he has done.
Such is our nation''s heartthrob. I''m giving full points for what he did!
I was hesitating about whether to donate to Willing Angels Foundation. Now that Mr. Luther has given
his endorsement by donating eight billion to them, what else do I have to fear? I shall transfer my
money right now.
I''m transferring too!
Me too!
Simrments kept pouring into thement section.
Meanwhile, in the bedroom of the Luther residence, Bailey was sprawled on the bed scrolling through
the news articles on her phone. She could not help but smile as she saw thement sections flooded
with “Willing Angels Foundation” and “Betty, the great phnthropist.”
She was particrly amused when she saw Artemis transfer eight billion to the foundation''s bank
ount without informing her in advance.
Oh, what do I do with that man...
Bailey smiled to herself. She could not find the words to describe her love for Artemis.
In short, she loved him so much that she wished she could meld him into her so that he would be at her
side, always.
Just then, the door was pushed open, and Artemis walked in.
Seeing that, Bailey threw her phone aside and beckoned him over with her finger, winking at him
naughtily.
A glint shed across Artemis'' eyes. He walked over to the bed and said with an arched brow, “Don''t
try to seduce me now. You know you can''t handle me in this current state.”
Bailey shot him a re and did not say anything further.
Artemisy on the bed beside her and turned his head to look at her. He stared at her silently for a few
minutes before chuckling, “How is my wife so capable?”
Hispliment did not garner a response from Bailey. She moved her chin, gesturing to her phone,
and asked, “Why did you transfer so much money to the foundation''s bank ount?”
Artemis snickered and replied casually, “I was worried my wife did not have sufficient funds, which
would cause her unnecessary anxiety. Now that I''ve made the first move, I''m sure several
entrepreneurs will follow in my footsteps and donate to the foundation. My lovely wife can rx once
the foundation secures a huge amount of funds.”
Bailey''s heart skipped a beat upon hearing Artemis'' words. She could not resist pinching his handsome
face. “I love you more and more each day. By the way, aren''t you afraid of the charity organizations in
Quadfield finding trouble with you? After all, you''re cutting off their financial support by attracting those
business leaders to divert their donations to my foundation with that act of yours.”
Me too!
Simrments kept pouring into thement section.
Artemis was unfazed by her concern. He snorted coldly. “I''m only cutting off their financial support, not
their livelihood. However, Raiden won''t let them off that easily. He just assumed his role and can''t afford
to have any negative publicity that will threaten his position. I''m guessing the higher-ups will assign him
to clean up Quadfield personally. Just wait and see; that bunch of corrupt good-for-nothings will be
punished soon.”
Baileyughed loudly. Unlike Artemis, she did not possess mastery over discerning people''s thoughts,
and she was envious of that.
“By the way, how did you know I''m Betty, the world-renowned phnthropist? Was it Zayron who
slipped his tongue and told you about it?”
Artemis reached out and yfully pinched her nose. “A simple check revealed everything; I didn''t need
Zayron to tell me. Anyway, you''re pretty generous tomit all your earnings to charity work. Don''t you
feel a sense of reluctance and conflict?”
Bailey waved her hand as a sign of dismissal. “Money is but a worldly possession; what''s there to be
reluctant about? Furthermore, you''ll be providing for me in the future, right? So, why should I be
worried about it? I don''t believe you''ll let me starve to death.”
Artemis could not find any words to rebut her.
Over in the CEO''s office at Saunders Group, Victor was leaningzily against his desk. Fatigue could
be seen on his icy, stony face.
A seductive-looking woman stood behind him, massaging his head.
In the center of the office stood the director of the finance department. He lowered his head and
stammered, “Mr. Saunders, an earthquake urred in Quadfield and caused heavy destruction. The
major corporations are pledging donations to various relief efforts. As a publicly listedpany, should
Saunders Group also...”
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The finance department director hastily zipped his mouth in fear when he noticed an icy re from
Victor.
“Donate? How much are you thinking?” Victor questioned.
The finance department director pursed his lips and replied gingerly, “At least eighty million.”
Suddenly, Victor mmed his hand on the desk. The loud sound startled the finance department
director and had him falling to his knees.