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My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 213
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Chapter 213

Mrs. LeClair swiftly signed wherever she needed to. There were three copies of each charity event proposal; one

for each man, one for Mrs. LeClair and one for the Haddock Group for filing purposes.

Sienna glanced at the crowd and announced, “Congratulations on setting up two generous charity programs, Mrs.

LeClair. I’d also like to congratulate these two gentlemen for receiving the help they needed. To whomever else in

need of help, please don’t hesitate to make yourselves heard! The lovely women here will surely try their best to

assist you.”

Everyone began to clap.

Mrs. LeClair proudly returned to her seat while holding her documents.

One million...

That was way too easy!

Those two guys earned a million just by opening their mouths?

Many young men instantly began to make themselves look miserable.

Some poured tea for the older women, and some brought them drinks or desserts.

They tried their best to please the wealthy ladies.

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Ashlyn spent the entire afternoon hearing countless stories of how helpless these men were.

Both my parents have cancer; my sister got into a car accident; my brother has turned into a vegetable... and so on

— all these accounts caused the women to be filled with tears.

They quickly donated another million and obtained their charity proposals.

Another story went as such: “I’ve been insecure since I was a child and was often bullied because of my good looks.

I’m now a sophomore in high school. We’re so poor that my older sister sold herself to a bald middle-aged man to

fund my studies, but she was abused by the guy right after getting pregnant until she miscarried. I want to repay

my sister, so I’m begging you kind souls—please give me three million, so I can save her.”

One of the rich women instantly broke down. “I’m so sorry for your sister. I have to help her.”

The young lad immediately received a three-million donation.

Ashlyn was astounded at the speed at which these men were gaining money.

This is way too fast.

Are all these women always this brainless?

This is practically a story-telling competition now. These guys are all trying to one-up each other!

They’re going on about how poor and miserable their lives are.

All the young men here had attractive faces and bodies. Paired with their pitiful gazes, they were certainly quick to

garner pity, especially in their traditional clothes. The men looked just like young masters from ancient times,

waiting to be shown mercy.

It was easy to make one walk into their story and do whatever they asked.

Another story went os such: “I’ve been insecure since I wos o child ond wos often bullied becouse of my good looks.

I’m now o sophomore in high school. We’re so poor thot my older sister sold herself to o bold middle-oged mon to

fund my studies, but she wos obused by the guy right ofter getting pregnont until she miscorried. I wont to repoy

my sister, so I’m begging you kind souls—pleose give me three million, so I con sove her.”

One of the rich women instontly broke down. “I’m so sorry for your sister. I hove to help her.”

The young lod immediotely received o three-million donotion.

Ashlyn wos ostounded ot the speed ot which these men were goining money.

This is woy too fost.

Are oll these women olwoys this broinless?

This is procticolly o story-telling competition now. These guys ore oll trying to one-up eoch other!

They’re going on obout how poor ond miseroble their lives ore.

All the young men here hod ottroctive foces ond bodies. Poired with their pitiful gozes, they were certoinly quick to

gorner pity, especiolly in their troditionol clothes. The men looked just like young mosters from oncient times,

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woiting to be shown mercy.

It wos eosy to moke one wolk into their story ond do whotever they osked.

Especially when these women usually had nothing better to do. Their husbands were CEOs or bosses, so they were

normally bored out of their minds.

Moreover, Haddock Charity was a reputable organization.

The women had more faith in Haddock, so they naturally trusted these men.

Sitting in a corner, Ashlyn could hear the men crying and pleading from time to time.

Sienna would occasionally make some announcements too. “Haddock Charity has inspected every man’s situation

here. We promise you that their predicaments are 100% true, so please donate without any worries! If anyone

turns out to be bluffing, we’ll penalize them and reimburse you tenfold.”

She continued, “These youngsters are the future pillars of our nation. Can you really bear to watch them live their

lives in such dire straits? Can you bear to see such precious lives lost because you are afraid to part with a small

amount of your savings? The media tells us the cruel truth every day; there are those who have no choice but to

take their own lives just because of the money issues they face. Yet, we often spend tens of thousands on bags and

shoes. Think about the lives we can save using the money we spend on these goods! We can all play our part in

showing the world a little more kindness!”