Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 898

Chapter 897

Chapter 897 It's Love, Not Subsidy

Tate was stunned. "I don't have that much money, Minnie. This is a big project."

Minerva waved him down. "I'm not talking about investment money. | just want to get him a good hotel so he can

focus on R&D. He's living in a cheap motel just to save money right now, and I'm worried about his health."

"Minnie, y-you're subsidizing him?" he asked.

Tate nodded. "You're right, Minnie. That's what my friends toldas well. A friend in need is a friend indeed.

Only those who help you when you're in need are your true friends. | don't have much, but here, take my two

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grand."

Minerva was delighted. "I knew you'd understand me, Tate. Don't worry. I'll tell Peter to secure a great position

for you once his project is done."

Tate nodded with a smile, looking forward to a bright future.

A while later, Minerva's phone rang, and she took the call. But after she was done, she looked upset, much to

Tate's surprise.

"What happened, Minnie?"

Minerva teared up. "Peter just called me. He... He said his friend in Wall Street got into a car crash, so the money

won't cthrough. He sought Timothy out earlier for assistance, but Timothy said he would only purchase the

project with a measly thirty million. Peter's distraught, a-and he cried..."

Tate stared at her in disbelief. "W-What? He'd only pay thirty million for a project that's worth ten thousand times

more than that? Is he a monster?"

Minerva sighed. "That's just how sharks are. What should we do, Tate? This is his life's work. Are we just going to

let it end like this?"

Tate didn't want to let it end just like that either. He thought about it for a long tand asked, "How much more

does he need? How about we try helping him out?"

Minerva shook her head. "We can't. He still needs about seven million. Where on earth can we get seven million

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for him?"

Tate was petrified. He could ask his friends for help if it was a few hundred grand, but not when the money was

in the millions.

"Oh, dear god. This is just not our day. A hundred-billion project, but Timothy is only willing to pay thirty million

for it? How are we supposed to get our revenge like this?" Minerva lamented.

Tate was flushed with anger. He clenched his fists, frustrated and powerless about the situation. However, he

kept thinking, and he finally got an idea. "Say, Minnie... why don't we ask Aunt Helen to help us out? She's

handling the pharmacy's funds, and she toldshe has about twenty million left. We can ask her to lend us

seven million. Once Peter's project is finished, we'll pay her ten times what we owe her. That'll do it. Aunt Helen

has always been nice to us, so this is just us paying her kindness back. What do you think?"

All at once, Minerva's eyes shone. "Hey, that's a great idea! Aunt Helen loves us. She'll help us! I just know it!"