Clarence: Who's Trying To Kill Me?

Clarence did not take the check. He simply let it fall to the floor.

"Sorry, I don't have the time."

Clarence got up and headed out of the private room, not even bothering to ask any further questions.

He would have considered it if she had asked nicely.

She had just written a check for one hundred million and threw it onto the ground. Was it charity for beggars?

Leanne watched Clarence leave and did not say anything to stop him. She looked helplessly at her best friend. "You drove my guest away."

Selina Lawson's face was full of disdain. "Tsk! What does a barefoot doctor have to be so arrogant about?

"Leanne, I looked him up before you introduced me to him."

"Clarence Howard, 23 years old. He's only received a junior high education. He grew up in a now-demolished orphanage on the outskirts of Mediterranean City. The orphans have now all left and moved away.