Chapter 593: I’ll Donate One Million Dors


    The deputy mayor blinked, his body shaking fiercely. He was indeed a diplomatic fox. The next second,


    he put on a bright smile. While sitting down, he said, “I agree, Mr. Wheeler. The youngsters nowadays


    all have a personality. How cute she is! Hahaha...”


    Others wiped their cold sweat off.


    They had to admit the deputy mayor was quite nimble. At thest second, he was angry with the girl,


    wishing to skin her alive. The next second, he praised her enthusiastically. The girl turned from being


    impolite to "cute".


    Keh behaved very well. He whispered to Timothy, “You’ve spoiled her, haven’t you?”


    Even the arrogant myna bird was almost pissed off by Rylee.


    Timothy nced at Keh and said cunningly, “If you became a woman by surgery, I would spoil you


    as well. What do you think?”


    Keh was startled. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Thank, you!”


    The host asked, “Anyone donate for this performance?”


    Timothy pressed on an acupoint of Keh’s knee. Thetter let out a cry in pain.


    It really hurt.


    “Oh? Mister, how much are you willing to donate?”


    The host looked at Keh with a smile.


    Keh showed one finger in hatred.


    The host immediately said in a cheerful tone, “Great! This kind gentleman offered a hundred thousand


    dors! Thank you.”


    Timothy cast a cold nce at Keh with hidden warnings, and thetter shivered. Immediately, he


    raised his voice and said, “No! Not a hundred thousand dors!”


    The host was taken aback in embarrassment. “Not a hundred thousand dors? Ten thousand dors?”


    Keh looked a look at Timothy again and exined, “Someone enjoyed the girl’s performance a lot.


    It’s worth an award. I’ll donate one million dors.”


    He inwardly felt sorry for himself. If he didn’t offer a higher donation, his leg could be broken.


    Wow!


    All the audiences were agape, inhaling in surprise.


    One million dors!


    A small charity event on campus could get a donation of a million dors.


    It was so shocking.


    The host was also agape and forgot his words. Keh reminded him, “Excuse me, Mister. Are you


    supposed to thank me?”


    “Oh! Right! Yes. Yes. Mister, it’s super kind of you. I highly appreciate your donation on behalf of the


    orphans!”


    Thinking of the one million, the host wished that he was one of the orphans.


    He pped his hands first. There was apuse in the hall.


    Timothy lowered his head while looking on the cell phone, typing a text message.


    Rylee received a text messageter.


    She tabbed to read and found that it was from Manfred. He said, “Rylee, great show. I listened to your


    song, and I was moved. So proud of you!”


    Rylee immediately held the phone, looking obsessed.


    However, she ignored another unread message, which was from Timothy.


    Joseph ran over and yelled. “Rylee! Who is that man donating one million dors for your


    performance? Is he your secret admirer?”


    Rylee almost fell. “Who? Keh Keith? Don’t be kidding!”


    That man was a repulsive yboy. She felt sickened.


    “Rylee, you can’t be with Mr. Keith. I can tell he’s impotent from his face.”


    Puff--


    Rylee spitted water from her mouth. Looking at the students who were watching the fun, she wished to


    sew Joseph’s lips together. “I don’t know Mr. Keith at all. I don’t know him!”


    The student started rumors, saying that Mr. Keith was Rylee’s sugar daddy.


    The following performances didn’t have anything fun. The donations for them were about one to two


    hundred thousand dors at the most.


    Rylee’s program got a one-million-dor donation from Keh, which became one of the trending


    news online.


    “What should we do, Caroline? Does that Mr. Keith like Rylee?”


    Right after Andrea asked, Daphne nodded with a frown and echoed, “Yeah. If Mr. Keith fell in love with


    Rylee and became her backer, we would be so doomed.”


    Caroline was still quite angry. Gritting her teeth, she said, “Mr. Keith is a well-known yboy in the


    circle. Although he’s rich, one of the three richest men in the city, he’s a scourge to women. If he truly


    has a crush on Rylee, that’s good then. He won’t marry her. She will be dumped sooner orter. By


    then, she will be an abandoned mistress.”


    Andrea said viciously while pping, “If Rylee got AIDS, that would be wonderful!”


    ***


    The charity performance was a huge sess.


    It was out of the expectation of the school management ultimately.


    No one had expected that Timothy woulde to the show. Nor did they expect that Keh would be


    so generous to donate one million dors.


    Those were surprises altogether.


    Rylee was removing her makeup. Joseph was taking selfies with his phone. He bulged his cheeks and


    widened his eyes to y at being cute while nagging. “You are his maid, aren’t you? You even don’t


    have the right to speak in front of him. How useless! My master was sitting offstage, looking at me


    lovingly. I was so excited that I missed a few steps. Hey, Rylee, aren’t you my best friend? If so, you


    must let my master admit I’m his student and teach me Kung Fu.”


    Rylee snorted. “Who do you think I am? Do you think Mr. Wheeler cares about me? I’m just a maid who


    has smashed his fancy car and owed him a lot of money. I’m not his wife. Mr. Wheeler wouldn’t pay


    attention to my words at all.”


    Joseph pouted and heaved a sigh sadly. “I agree. You are just an unfortunate thing.” He turned around,


    pressed Rylee’s head, and carefully studied her expression. Feeling sorry, he said, “Girl, why don’t you


    look prettier? You are short-tempered and sharp-tongued. Why can’t you at lease pretend to be more


    girlish?”


    Rylee kicked his knee, blowing her hair in a handsome posture. “Get away from me. I’m out of patience


    and kindness.”


    Joseph huddled up aside andined, “You are only violent to me. Why were you so tender


    whenever being with that unlucky old man surnamed Shawn?”


    Rylee yelled, baring her teeth, “Joseph Hans, do you have a death wish? If you do, feel free to tell me. I


    can kick you to Heaven. I’m sure you’ll have a seat there.”


    Joseph shook his head. “I say, that Shawn guy is an unlucky old man. Old man! He’s an unlucky old


    man!”


    “Jesus! You''ve got the guts, Huh?” Rylee raised a box of loose powder and smashed it to Joseph.


    Protecting his head with his arms, Joseph tried to run away but bumped into someone.


    “Be a man! Don’t escape. You...” Rylee was about to chase and hit him, only to see clearly the man


    who Joseph bumped into. She was taken aback.


    Then, Rylee put down her arm awkwardly, ced the loose powder box on the table, and managed a


    tender smile. “Hi, Manfred... Why are you here?”


    Manfred smiled at Rylee gently and patted Joseph on his shoulder. He asked, “Are you alright?”


    Joseph curled his lips and cast a nce at Manfred. He said in azy tone, “Old man, you look fine


    with those creaky bones. Mind your own business.”


    His provocation made Manfred startled.


    Rylee gritted her teeth in anger and red at Joseph, her eyes full of warnings. Then she smiled at


    Manfred and exined, “Please ignore him, Manfred. This brat is always out of his mind. Just take him


    as a retard.”


    Manfredughed.


    Joseph was furious and yelled, “Rylee Carroll! Are you having a fever? Look at your red face!”


    Whenever Rylee was with Manfred, she looked like a bewitched woman. Joseph was so angry.


    “Does your wound have any infection? You got a fever?” Manfred was quite worried. Reaching out, he


    put his hand on Rylee’s forehead and tested the temperature.


    Rylee was ashamed to death.


    She didn''t have a fever for sure. She just felt shy when seeing Manfred. Inwardly, she kept cursing


    Joseph, deciding to teach him a lessonter.


    “I’m all right. Please don’t worry. I’m not sick. Manfred, please have a seat here.”


    Rylee was embarrassed, pulling a chair over for Manfred and letting him sit down. At the same time,


    she red at Joseph.


    Thetter trotted away with his lips pursed.


    Manfred was still worried. “Although you are not having a fever, your arm was injured. Please take


    some antibiotics to avoid the infection.”


    “I’m fine. I’m not that weak.” Rylee waved her hand.


    “After you’ve packed up, let’s go home.” Manfred looked at Rylee affectionately.


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    Rylee felt giddy when being stared at by Manfred. She rubbed her feet against the floor and nodded.


    “Emm... Yeah, let’s go home.”


    Timothy kept watching the show to the end.


    Keh yawned. The deputy mayor said with a considerate smile, “Mr. Keith, are you tired? Why don’t


    we go take a rest in the hotel? What do you think, Mr. Wheeler?”


    Timothy cast a causal nce at Keh, and thetter held back his yawn forcibly and sat upright.


    Timothy asked, “Mr. Keith, are you tired?”


    Keh answered honestly, “Of course, I am...”


    Before finishing his words, he saw Timothy’s eagle-sharp eyes. He swallowed hard and changed his


    words. “Of course, being exhausted is impossible for me. I’m not tired. Not at all, Boss!”


    Armand patted his own chest behind him.