Troy roared, "Andrew, are you really going to watch me suffer and do nothing?!"

Despite prostrating himself repeatedly, Andrew remained indifferent, showing no intention of helping. Troy felt utterly humiliated, thinking this was beyond cruel—it was ruthless!

Andrew leaned back with a cold smile. "And what if I am? Who said I'm obligated to save you? You're in this mess because of your own choices. Don't blame anyone but yourself."

Troy wailed, "Mr. Lloyd, just tell me! What will it take for you to treat me? I'll do whatever you want—anything!"

Normally, Troy was not the type to bow his head, but this was different. His very manhood—and his reputation—were on the line. The mere thought of people discovering his condition, that he was suffering from an incurable disease with a rotting situation, was unbearable.

Troy could already imagine the disdainful looks and whispers behind his back. If he did not fix this, his career in the business world would be over. He would be force