Hoping to prevent the challenge from happening, Hailey came to Den and said, “Den, you don’t need to take up the challenge. You’ll get hurt. If you


    need money.


    Lean


    Den shot Hailey a re, and she immediately stopped talking. She did not mean to insult him–she just didn’t want him to get hurt.


    Turning to the head contractor, Den informed, “We can begin.”


    One by one, the head contractor ced bags of cement over Den’s shoulders. Soon, there were eight bags on Den. Then, the head contractor ced the ninth and tenth bags over Den’s shoulders,


    Ewan pped, deeply engrossed in the performance


    “I never knew you’d work so hard for money. Here’s one thousand… Two thousand…” said Ewan as he threw two thousand dors onto the ground


    As the head contractor added the two more bags, Ewan threw more money onto the ground. “Three thousand… Four thousand…”


    Den’s face was expressionless despite carrying 12 cement bags over his shoulders. However, beads of wat could be seen rolling down his forehead. Even his uniform was soaked in his sweat


    Hailey desperately wanted to put an end to the challenge, but anything she said at that point woulde out wrong. Thus, she could only watch in silence


    The head contractor could not bear to put another bag ofent over Den’s shoulders, for thetter was around his son’s age. “Den, just let me know if you can’t take anymore.”


    But since Den said nothing, the head contractor had no choice but to continue adding two more bags.


    “Five thousand… Six thousand “Ewan had thrown six thousand <b>dors </b>onto the ground.


    Hailey watched Den with worry. She knew he was a man with a proud spirit, but his back was already bending from the 14, cement bags


    Looking at Ewan, Hailey begged, “That’s enough, <b>Ewan</b>. Stop it already.”


    Just then, Den’s phone rang, <b>and </b>the head contractor immediately said, “Den, let’s end this here. You’ve got a call.”


    Upon hearing that, Den sent the 14 bags of cement to their designated location before returning to the crowd


    ncing at the money on the ground, Ewan said, “There’s your money, Den. Take it. You earned it.”


    Den lowered his gaze and reached out to pick up the <b>money</b>. However, a pair of fair, dainty hands got to them before him.


    Crouching, Halley picked up the money and dusted it before shoving it into Den’s <b>hands</b>. “Here. All six thousand dors are here.”


    Den met Hailey’s eyes and took the <b>money</b>. He then cast Ewan a cold gaze. “Thank you, Mr. Ewan. If you’re in the mood to bully someone using money next time, you can call me. I’d be happy to y with you.”


    Ewan shot to us feel. “You!”


    He did not expect Den to be so casual about it instead of feeling inferior.


    Den pulled out his phone to find out it was his mother calling him. However, <b>instead </b>of hearing his mother’s voice, he heard Aileen’s voice when he


    A flustered Aileen cried, “Den, what do we do? Something happened to Mom.”


    Den tensed “What happened to Mom, Aileen? Calm down and tell me what happened.”


    “Mom suddenly fainted today. Our neighbor and I brought her to the hospital, but the staff here says we need to send her to the general hospital to <b>do </b><b>a </b>full body checkups


    “Where’s the general hospital, Den? I’m scared…”


    Aileen was only a girl in her third year of junior high school. Naturally, she panicked when it came to <b>emergencies </b>like that.


    Gripping the phone, Den said, “Aileen, P’ming over now.”