Elijah, Cole, and Dylan were members of Dorodo’s noble families. The top three families had tens of billions of dollars in assets each but donated only 100 dollars.
It was obviously ironic!
“That‘s a good idea! Haha, I love it! I can’t wait to see the expression on Jagoan’s face when he finds out all three of us only donated 100 dollars.”
Cole burst out laughing with a look of satisfaction on his face. Dylan also smirked.
Elijah turned to look at his son Lionel and said, “Did you hear that? You’re going to the fundraising gala with Uncle Cole and Uncle Dylan’s son, and you only need to donate 100 dollars.”
“I got it, Dad!” Lionel nodded vigorously, a smug look on his face.
***
Two days passed quickly.
As night drew closer, lights lit up in front of Dorodo’s city defense army’s main camp.
The lights were not neon, nor were they especially purchased for the gala. They were only ordinary energy-saving lights.
Jagoan did not plan on spending a lot of money for the fundraising gala he was holding.
The gala was about to begin, and the rich businessmen and dignitaries who had received invitations arrived.
Jagoan took a glance and walked over because it was Mayor Quentin’s car.
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