"We’ve fought to this extent, so to make the final outcome more spectacular, how about we place a bet?"

Ye Lu was surprised, yet she raised her head without changing her expression, "What bet?"

Yiren leaned forward, hands pressed on the office desk, her eyes cold and sharp, flashing with an intense cold light: "The bet is, if I win this competition and gain control of the Hua Group, you have to help me unlock the secrets left by my father. Of course, if you win, I will hand over all the secrets I have acquired to you. How about it!"

Ye Lu’s heart trembled, indeed this woman was unable to unravel the secrets hidden by her father.

Unable to maintain her composure now, she assumed she could definitely defeat herself and hence came to negotiate.

"I won’t bet," Ye Lu said with an expression that seemed to lack confidence.

Yiren looked at her with sarcasm: "You really lack courage. So, you’ve already conceded defeat, you useless coward; it seems like you have silently admitted your loss to me. "

"You..." Ye Lu’s face turned red with anger, "Who said I’ve admitted defeat? Let’s bet."

"Good, you’ve agreed. One’s word is one’s bond, no backing out," Yiren thought coldly to herself, this woman truly can’t keep her cool, got riled up by just a little provocation and agreed.

Perfect, she was confident in her victory, this foolish woman.

When Ye Lu heard her words, she showed a regretful expression and nervously bit her lip, "No backing out then. But I have a condition too. To ensure fairness, you have to put those things in a safety deposit box at the Bank of North America, and tell the bank that the condition for opening is, only the heir to the Hua Group can open it!"

"Hmph, fine, whoever’s afraid," Yiren glanced at her disdainfully. This woman doesn’t know she’s already at her last gasp, "By the way, in a few days, at the third quarter corporate social gathering of the group, you wouldn’t dare not to show up, would you?"

After speaking, Yiren lifted her head and left.

Once she was gone, Ye Lu breathed a sigh of relief, propped her chin with her hand, her eyes sparkled with a sharp light.

Yiren taking the initiative to come and propose this bet was exactly what she wanted; she had been eager to figure out how to snatch back from Yiren what she held.

Of course, showing a feeble appearance just now was also meant to lower Yiren’s guard.

...

Dr. K went to a children’s sanatorium located in a scenic area outside the city.

Upon his arrival, many children ran out to greet him with joy, crowding the corridors, their cheerful laughter surrounding him.

But what was heart-wrenching was that all these children had obvious defects and illnesses.

Some were deaf, some mute, some blind, some amputees, some with twisted mouths and eyes, clearly suffering from cerebral palsy.

Yet, the smiles on their faces were sunny and endearing, like little angels.

Dr. K, whose eyes were usually somber and cold, was touched, his gaze became bright and gentle as he stroked their heads and spoke to them.

It took over an hour before he reached the office.

This was a free medical institution for children, with Dr. K in charge. He founded it and has been investing a considerable amount of his wealth to keep it running.

The sanatorium not only welcomes sick children from North America but also accepts applications from children with difficult and critical illnesses from around the world.

Once this charitable act was initiated, applications flooded the office like snowflakes. Indeed, there are many pitiful children in the world in need of help. Although his medical institution is large, it can’t accommodate so many.

He considered expanding but it was not going to be easy as he had essentially put all of his wealth into it.