Mike and the others thought Tiffany would return the money. They didn't expect her to give it all away! It was incredibly generous.

When the principal heard this, he looked down and saw dozens of large boxes on the ground, all filled with money. He beamed.

“Great! With Tiffany’s support, I believe the school anniversary event will be perfect!”

He then waved his hand, packed the boxes, and dragged them away, smiling all the way.

After the principal and the others left, Lucas awkwardly stepped forward and asked cautiously, “Miss Kelley, are you satisfied with our efficiency this time?”

“What do you think?” Tiffany asked, smiling faintly and glancing at Mike, who had been curled up the entire time. What else did Lucas not understand?

He immediately grabbed Lucas's ear, dragged him to Tiffany, and kicked him to the ground. He snapped, “Hurry up and apologize to Miss Kelley!”

“Uncle Lucas…” Mike felt extremely wronged. Seeing Lucas wasn't letting him go, he lowered his head and apologized. “I’m sorry. It was my fault. I shouldn’t have overestimated myself, mocked you, or insulted you. It’s all my fault.”

Tiffany waved her hand dismissively. “Alright, that’s all.”

Relieved, Lucas left with his men. Those who dared to provoke Tiffany probably wouldn't again. Others who tried to curry favor were dismissed.

Ged and Zoe remained dumbfounded, their eyes blank, ever since the bank staff arrived. They were living fossils.

Tiffany chuckled. She patted Ged's shoulder. “Why don’t you go home and save your family?” Everything would likely have been gone if she'd waited any longer.

“Oh, okay,” Ged said.

Ged returned home in a daze. Candice was crying; she'd tried borrowing money, but no one was willing to help. Their massive debt was insurmountable. Lending her money was essentially a gift; who would be willing? They'd all refused, leaving Candice despairing.

She'd even prepared sleeping pills. Sitting in the house about to be repossessed, she planned to kill herself there, having lived there most of her life. The bottle was unscrewed. Just as she was about to drink it, Ged opened the door. Candice was startled, dropping the bottle.

“Son, why are you back?”

Seeing the pills on the floor, Ged understood immediately. He rushed forward, shouting, “Mom, you didn’t eat them, did you? Hurry up and spit them out!”

“No…” Candice held back tears, shaking her head. “I didn’t. Why are you back? Did someone bully you at school?”

“No! Our family is saved! We’re saved!”

Ged explained for the next five minutes. When he mentioned Tiffany giving him 200 million dollars without hesitation, Candice thought he'd gone mad.

“How is it possible?” Candice said.

“It’s true. If you don’t believe me, we’ll go to the bank now to pay off all our debts!”

It took them over ten minutes to reach the bank, but the debts were paid off in minutes. Ged had 200,000 dollars left. Greg was also released. It was a life-altering turnaround.

Knowing it was Tiffany's doing, the Moody family dressed up and went to the Kelley family with gifts. Charlie initially thought they'd come to borrow money; though he wasn't close to them, he was humanitarian and prepared to help.

However, the Moody family bowed and wept uncontrollably. “Thank you. Thank you very much.”

Thank him for what? Charlie was confused. He hadn't done anything yet. The Moody family, usually at odds with him, said they would follow his lead. The Kelley family were their saviors.

After seeing them off, Charlie and Thalia were dumbfounded.

Greg immediately transferred all his company shares and shops to Tiffany. They couldn't repay their debt; they would work for Tiffany for life.

Tiffany was initially against it. She’d protected Ged; she didn't want anything in return.

However, Greg insisted, “You didn’t save a bankrupt company, but… our lives!” Without Tiffany, Ged would have come home to a dead Candice, and Greg would have spent his life in prison. She’d saved their lives. Their company shares, even plummeting, were worth 200 million dollars. It was an unpayable debt.

Greg's attitude was firm and sincere; he almost knelt. Tiffany finally agreed. “Okay.”

After dropping Greg off at school, Tiffany planned to pick up Eric. However, she encountered traffic congestion due to an accident.

David, the chauffeur, asked, “Miss, should we go another way?”

It was the fastest route to Eric's school, but a detour would add ten minutes.

“Let’s go around,” Tiffany said. Blocking the road would waste more time.

“Okay.” David changed course.

Meanwhile, the school bell rang fifteen minutes early at Eric's aristocratic elementary school. Luxury cars crowded the school gate. Eric realized Tiffany wouldn't be there on time.

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