Last time it was at Spring Lake Villa, not William's turf.
Today it was Thirteen Hall, inside William's medical clinic.
Could someone really slap his face with a check?
With one step forward, William picked up the billion dollar cheque, tore it apart, and shouted, "Get out——"
The group that followed Celia Torres looked incredulously at William.
"Are you insane?"
"This is a billion dollar cheque, do you think it's fake?"
"Idiot! If you took this cheque to the bank, you could cash it instantly. Why did you tear it?"
These people furiously glared at William, as if the billion dollar cheque were theirs.
Celia Torres looked disdainfully at William. In her eyes, it was not noble of William to reject the billion, but because the billion wasn't enough to move him.
"Two billion." Celia Torres said listlessly.
She brought out a checkbook from a million-dollar Hermès bag, wrote down a sum of two billion, and casually dropped it to the ground.