An elderly man's anxious voice was followed by the sound of a woman groaning.
The door opened a few moments later, and a skinny old man came running out with a few cuts on his clothes and two streaks of blood on his face. He then quickly shut the door behind him and locked it as quickly as possible.
Someone could be heard banging on the door in an attempt to get out of the room.
Winston walked out of the gazebo with Wynter holding him steady. “Jerome?”
Bernice, too, greeted him politely, “Mr. Magnussen.”
Jerome wiped his tears as he said, “You should leave, Winston. I can't even cure my own daughter, so I have no right to treat anyone else. Please seek medical assistance elsewhere.” He then turned toward Bernice and continued, “I only have two conditions: either pay me two hundred million, or cure Yuliana, and I will hand Jerome Medical Clinic over unconditionally. I'm in no mood to discuss anything else.”
Winston let out a sigh when he saw how depressed Jerome was. “Jerome, I can pay you if you need money. You don't need to hand over your work of a lifetime. I just need you to treat me and prolong my life by another two to three years.”
Jerome simply ignored him and sat down by the stairs next to the entrance.
Determined to have Jerome treat him, Winston refused to leave as well. He had Wynter help him back to the gazebo and sat down to continue waiting. He had gotten used to waiting there from morning until night in hopes of getting Jerome to treat him.
Bernice walked up to Jerome and said, “I can pay you the two hundred million, but I need to do so over the course of two years. Would that be okay with you? I will pay the interest accordingly if you agree to this arrangement, Mr. Magnussen.”
The land and surrounding roads had a market value of two hundred and fifty million, so two hundred million was considered a low price.
However, Bernice couldn't get him that much money in such a short amount of time.
Although Firebird Group was worth tens of billions, it didn't have tens of billions of cash readily available. Besides, Firebird Group was a listed company, and the Zimmerman family only owned a little over thirty percent of its shares, so they would only get about one billion from the annual dividend.
Even then, the one billion did not belong to Bernice entirely. Her grandfather, who founded Firebird Group, would distribute it accordingly.
Therefore, the total amount she would get from her annual bonus and the annual dividend was about sixty to seventy million.
As she couldn't ask her family for money to help Finnegan set up a clinic, Bernice had no choice but to dig into her own savings. It would take her a total of two years in order to gather two hundred million.
However, Jerome waved his hand at her and said, “Sorry, but I only requested for a price lower than the current market value so I could get the money immediately. I can't wait two years.”
Bernice was about to say something in response, but Finnegan stopped her by grabbing her arm. “You silly girl!”
Bernice really is going all out just to help me set up a clinic, but we're not exactly a couple yet. Being a man, I can't possibly let her pay for my clinic!
“Don't call me that! I'm two years older than you!” Bernice exclaimed with her face red.
Surprised by their intimate interaction, Wynter took a serious look at Finnegan for the first time.
Being one of the Four Beauties of Jadeborough, she was all too familiar with Bernice and knew that she would not usually get intimate with men. As such, Wynter began wondering who Finnegan was when she saw Bernice get intimate with him.
Finnegan gave Bernice an affectionate pinch on the cheek, which caused her to blush even harder. After taking a moment to recover from her shock, Wynter turned toward Jerome and asked, “Mr. Magnussen, you said you would hand Jerome Medical Clinic over unconditionally if we can cure your daughter, right?”
“That's right,” Jerome replied.
“Very well, then. I'll cure her!” Finnegan said.
Bernice's eyes lit up when she heard that. “Oh, that's right! I forgot that you're knowledgeable in medicine! You could try treating Ms. Magnussen!”
There was a mix of seriousness and doubt in Jerome's eyes as he looked at Finnegan. “Are you sure you can do this?”
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