Chapter 325


    Wynter''s heart ached even more at the sight of Donald, whose food intake was so little that he had


    to have a protein injection once every two days in order to maintain the nutritional level that his body


    needed.


    Besides, Hannah had told her that there was no point in getting surgery.


    “Donald, how am I going to live if you''re no longer with me anymore?” Wynter couldn''t help but hug


    him and bury herself in his chest.


    “Don''t worry. I''ll get better,” assured Donald, but Wynter shook her head in response.


    She had seen the suffering that cancer patients went through before they passed away. Donald''s


    condition was exactly the same as theirs—unable to eat and had to rely on protein injections to


    sustain their lives while their bodies grew weaker and weaker.


    “Get me a ss of water, please,” muttered Donald. He then grabbed his phone, rushed into the


    restroom, and began to throw up.


    Afterward, he took the ss of water from Wynter and rinsed his mouth. Snorting a bitterugh, he


    switched on his phone to check the messages from his subordinates.


    Lord Campbell, all the best equipment had arrived in the country. Once the construction of Lord


    Campbell Mountain Vi ispleted, we can assemble them immediately.


    Lord Campbell, we''ve bought the raw material needed for controlled fusion technology. It costs one


    hundred million per kilogram. We''ve acquired eight kilograms of it.


    The molecr form of Jadar Stone is found. Exposure to intense sunlight could really destroy its


    molecr structure. The theory you suggested— to expose Jadar Stone under the sr res—is


    viable!


    The artificial sun created using the controlled fusion technology can be officiallyunched a month


    later!


    Nodding, Donald called Kingsley and instructed, “Tell Jennifer to sign the contract andplete the


    construction of Lord Campbell Avenue as soon as possible.”


    “All right, Lord Campbell. There is something I need to report, though,” replied Kingsley promptly.


    “What is it?” asked Donald.


    “The Wilson family from Tayhaven asked for my permission to select a representative themselves to


    sign the contract. I told them that as long as Jennifer agrees, I have no problem with it," said


    Kingsley. He further exined, “I''m not sure about your attitude toward Ms. Wilson currently, but I


    understand I can''t make it too obvious that I''m looking out for her. Hence, I responded as such.


    What do you think?”


    “Well done.” Donald nodded.


    Meanwhile, Jennifer received four unexpected guests at her home— Sylvia, Nigel, his fiancee,


    Shannon, and Jonathan.


    Wearing a gloomy expression as though everyone had owed her money, Sylvia scanned around the


    house, ignoring Skr, Kevin, and the rest.


    “Where is Jennifer? She''s not hiding, is she?” Sylvia marched into the living room and flumped onto


    the couch, intimidating Leonard and Linda with her behavior.


    Hearing the noises outside, Jennifer exited her bedroom at once. “What''s the matter?” she inquired.


    “We''ve contacted General Felton Just now. We''ll sign the contract tomorrow,” announced Sylvia.N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    Jennifer''s eyes widened with disbelief. “That''s not possible!”


    Making no attempt to hide anything, Sylvia replied, “To tell you the truth, General Felton said as long


    as you agree, he would, too. Which means he cares only about signing the contract. It doesn''t


    matter whom he signs it with.”


    “It''s Jennard Construction that won the bidding, not the Wilson family from Tayhaven!” protested


    Jennifer, which Sylvia disregarded.


    “Jennard Construction is part of the Wilson family. The money you used to establish Jennard


    Construction came from us!” “It only cost me fifteen hundred to register Jennard Construction and


    obtain the business license. I didn''t use a single cent of the Wilson family!” Jennifer stood her


    ground as she needed money urgently.


    Sylvia’s expression was frighteningly cold. “Everything you have today, including this apartment you


    live in, is given by the Wilson family. Without us, all of you''d still be cramming together in that


    ramshackle slum!”


    “It''s decided. We’ll meet General Felton tomorrow. It''s not up to you to decide whether you like it or


    not,” added Jonathan slowly.