"Chad Yakov, by doing this, your family..." Victoria Gibson reminded him with some concern.
She brought him to volunteer and hadn't expected him to do all this.
The funding he mentioned just now sounded like quite a substantial amount.
"Whether it's the Yale Family or the Yakov Family, we've been dedicated to charitable causes over the years. My Grandmother funds dozens of medical research projects Every year due to my Grandfather's need for long-term treatment."
Chad Yakov paused.
"And it's not just funding. My Grandmother often tells me that teaching someone to fish is better than giving them fish. You're not the only one who cares about these unfortunate children."
Chad Yakov reached out and pressed on her Head, his Eyes shifted, and the look in them turned teasing. His whole Body leaned toward her, his voice deep and husky.
"Victoria, I admit I have ulterior motives, I just want to impress you. Have I moved you?"
"..."
