Chapter 5

As soon as I said this, the entire corridor gasped.

Garcia jerked her head up, looking at me in shock.

Gabriel completely lost his temper, pointing at my nose and cursing.

"How can you be so vicious!"

"My child is only six years old, and you're cursing a child!"

The nearby reporters also raised their microphones toward me, and the live stream comments scrolled even more frantically.

"This woman is crazy!"

"If she doesn't want to save him, just say so. Why curse people to have no descendants?"

"No manners at all. How is this kind of person qualified to be a volunteer!"

Just then, the emergency room door opened, and the lead surgeon rushed out in a hurry.

"Mr. Gabriel, the patient's blood pressure is dropping fast!"

"If the volunteer doesn't donate blood soon, it'll be completely hopeless!"

Gabriel was so anxious his head was covered in sweat. He could no longer maintain his image.

He gritted his teeth, staring at me intently.

"How much money do you want exactly?"

"Ten million? Fifty million? Or a hundred million!"

"Just nod, and the money will be transferred to your account immediately!"

I looked at the indignant reporters outside, then at the live stream frantically cursing me for being shameless about money.

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The whole internet was curious about what I wanted.

"Gabriel, if I wanted money, those 99 families I saved would have made me the richest person already."

Gabriel froze.

The comments across the internet also instantly stopped.

Everyone looked at me, wanting to know what I really wanted.

"Then what exactly do you want?"

Gabriel's voice trembled.

I put away my smile, my eyes completely cold.

I turned around and pointed at the window at the end of the corridor.

"For me to save him, sure."

"But I only have one condition."

I stared at the two of them intently.

"You two, right now, hold hands and jump together from this eighteenth floor."

"Trade both your lives for your son's life."

"Are you willing?"

The entire venue fell completely silent.

After a brief silence, the whole place exploded.

Reporters frantically pressed their shutters, and violent cursing erupted from the crowd.

"You're an absolute lunatic!"

"This is intentional murder. Call the police and arrest her!"

Gabriel was shaking with rage, his pointing finger trembling.

"What kind of psycho are you!"

"Do we have a grudge against you?"

"What deep hatred do you have that you must force our whole family to death!"

Garcia had completely collapsed on the floor, pointing at me and screaming.

"You have no heart! You're not even human!"

I looked down at them condescendingly, a cruel smile appearing at the corner of my mouth.

"Deep hatred?"

"Yes, exactly that—deep hatred."

"As long as you meet one person, you'll know exactly what grudge we have."

Gabriel laughed in extreme anger, shouting loudly.

"Fine!"

"Bring that person here!"

"I've done business honorably my whole life. I've absolutely never wronged anyone!"

He patted his chest, brazenly making claims in front of the whole internet.

Some people in the live stream comments also chimed in, saying Gabriel Corporation did charity every year.

I looked at his hypocritical appearance and felt nothing but disgust.

"What honorable business, never wronged anyone."

I looked at him coldly.

Then slowly placed my hand on the zipper of my black jacket.

Under the gaze of all the cameras and millions of netizens.

I yanked open the zipper of my jacket.

The jacket fell open, revealing the white T-shirt inside with a huge photo printed on it.

The woman in the photo was gentle and beautiful—it was my mother's appearance from twenty years ago, before her death.

Gabriel's gaze fell on the photo, and all the color drained from his face.