Chapter 239 You Get 15 Million
- "You're drowning in perfume," Terry muttered, his voice tinged with disdain as he shoved Neil onto the couch. "Sooner or later, you'll fall for some woman."
- Neil bounced onto the cushions, still grinning, clutching a pillow to his chest. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he answered, "Come on, bro. You're just jealous, admit it."
- Terry's face hardened. "I heard your fiancée dumped you."