Elly Campbell was amused by her expression and became even more determined. Even if she had to spend everything she had, she would find a way to create the antidote for her.
"Well, you just lost a big business deal. How about I give you a meal voucher to heal your wounded soul?"
"Tsk!"
Helen Melendy clicked her tongue and frowned, responding:
"I suddenly feel like I'm being kept by a sugar daddy. It's absolutely exhilarating."
With that, the two of them burst into laughter.
"But seriously, a meal voucher worth over a million—are you trying to make me explode from overeating?"
She patted her on the arm and said, "Save it for my dowry."
Upon hearing this, Elly Campbell's eyes lit up, "Are you going to marry Harry Hall?"
Helen Melendy gave her an immediate eye-roll.
"What's the rush? Save up the money first, and I'll let you know when I'm actually getting married. By then, the dowry should be doubled."
