Making Millions With The Eyes Of God

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While Darell was still at a loss about what to do, Gerald turned to Gilmore and Luke and said. “You two may go on with your business. As for Darell, the police will take care

of him.”

Tacitly knowing Gerald was putting pressure on Darell, Gilmore and Luke exchanged a glance and nodded, saying, “OK then, thanks, Mr. Graves.”

With that, Gilmore and Luke turned to leave,

Darell became restive at their departure and realized it was quite likely that he’d be sent to the police station.

By then, he would become a disgrace to his family.

“Wait a minute, Gilmore. I apologize. I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I’ll do whatever you ask me to do,” Darell told Gilmore and Luke through gritted teeth.

Gilmore and Luke looked at each other and silently exulted.

“Apart from apologizing, you have to do 100 push–ups too,” Gilmore reminded Darell.

This was what Darell told Gilmore to do.

Now Darell’s malice on Gilmore had backfired on himself.

Darell’s brows became knitted, for he knew 100 push–ups were no easy work for him.

He might die from exhaustion.

Nevertheless, Darell turned to Gilmore and said, “I’ll do it now.”

Gerald nodded and said, “Alright, I’ll let you go since they’re willing to give you a second chance. But don’t forget your promise.

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The go of Darell.

Darell gritted his teeth and knelt before Gilmore and Luke, “I shouldn’t have bullied you. I apologize to you. Thank you for your kindness.” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Gilmore nodded in satisfaction and said, “Good boy. It’s good for you to admit your mistakes”

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On hearing Gilmore’s lecturing, Darell trembled with rage, yet he managed to repress

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“Now do the push–ups, please Gerald said.

Darell lay on the ground and began to do push–ups.

Gerald asked one of the guards to count for Darell, “One, two, three, four, five…”

When the number reached twenty, Darell began to pant.

And when it was thirty, Darell’s face reddened and he was breathing with difficulty.

At fifty, sweat trickled down Darell’s forehead, and his breath was as loud as an accordion. He breathed so forcefully that the lust on the ground was nearly blown into

the air.

Sixty…

Seventy.

At eighty, Darell’s eyes became bloodshot.

at ninety, Darell’s bones almost fell apart, and his body collapsed on the ground, as sotionless as if he were dead.

is clothes were covered with sweat. He was capable of nothing, except panting for reath.

erald turned to Gilmore and said, “Should we make him do the remaining ten?”

Imore said, “No need for that. I hope he can remember this lesson.”

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en, a good idea crossed Gilmore, and he said to Gerald, “Push–ups are good nishment for troublemakers. It does little harm but can be really painful. How about punish troublemakers in this way next time, Gerald?”

undred push–ups were indeed quite painful for most commoners.

rald thought for a while and consented. “Good idea. One hundred push–ups it is

more extended his hand to Gerald and said. “I owe you one.”

ald shook hands with Gilmore and said, “It is my duty to protect you.”

ell and the rest of the guards were startled to see that Gilmore and Gerald were ally acquaintances.

ell realized something and pointed at Gilmore and Gerald, yelling conspired against me. You are abusing your position

Gerald replied, “File a complaint? Go ahead. But I remind you, it is you who initiated the incident and came up with the idea of push–ups.

“Now, if you want to complain to the headmaster about me, let’s go to his office. I have to tell him about what you did to others too.”

With that, Gerald signaled two guards. “Pull him up and take him to the Headmaster’s

Office.”

The two guards agreed and came close to Darell, trying to pull him up from the ground.

Seeing that, Darell shook his head and said, “Okay, Mr. Graves. I’m not going to file a complaint, alright?”

Assuming an air of perplexity, Gerald turned to Darell and said, “Why not? Didn’t you say that I am abusing my position? Didn’t we conspire against you?”

Darell managed a faint smile and said, “I must have made a slip. Your handling has been fair and unquestionable, Mr. Graves.”

“If that’s the case, let’s call it a day then,” said Gerald.

Then, Gerald said to Gilmore, “Should anyone want any trouble with you, Gilmore, just give me a call.”

Gilmore nodded.

That was right. Gerald led a dozen guards here timely because Gilmore had texted Gerald.

As a matter of fact, Gilmore could easily dispose of this mob like Darell without calling Gerald, but he was afraid it might incur unnecessary trouble.

Therefore, he decided it was

for Gerald, the Head of Security, to cope with them.

Gilmore wouldn’t deal with it himself unless he had to.

In addition, he preferred being a spectator to being involved in violence.

He preferred to enjoy life.

After saying goodbye to Gerald, Gilmore and Luke headed to the teaching building of the Department of Medicine.

Gerald, along with the other guards, also left, leaving the miserable Darell alone,

struggling to stand up.

Despite being furious at Gilmore and Gerald, he wouldn’t dare to take revenge on them. anymore.

It would be asking for trouble to provoke Gilmore again when he had Gerald, the Head of Security, at his service.

Darell left with all sorts of aches in his limbs.

In the meanwhile, it had been a hell of a day for Gilmore too.

He was stopped in the corridor of the teaching building by a group and asked why did he kiss Christine.

A group of people even followed him into the washroom.

A man even walked into his classroom, pounded against his table, and demanded to have a talk with him.

A man even told him to go to the rooftop of the building and warned him that he’d face dire consequences should he not go there.

To all those troublemakers, Gilmore dealt with them all by sending a message to Gerald.

Then, a few minutes later, the stout Gerald would appear with a team of disciplined, awe–inspiring, and swift security guards behind him.

Soon, the people in the washroom, in the classroom, and on the rooftop, were all caught.

And that day, students of Oakhaven University saw a ridiculous and hilarious scene, as people were seen doing push–ups in the bathroom, in the corridor, in the classroom, and on the rooftop.

The next day, nobody at Oakhaven University dared to cause Gilmore any more trouble.

Later, the news that Gilmore had a patron, the Head of Security, at Oakhaven University was known by everyone there.

Gilmore was quite satisfied with the results.

Now, he knew the benefits of having a good bodyguard around. It could, at least, spare him some unnecessary trouble.

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The day passed peacefully like that.

After school. Gilmore and Luke went to the underground garage.

To their surprise, a woman was standing in front of Gilmore’s Mercedes.

It was Tiffany.

Gilmore frowned, thinking to him