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This made some people laugh. "But before we can even begin with explaining the important of tonight, we need to give a big thank you to our sponsor of tonight's event." She said. People were cheering excitedly. Who else would be the sponsor of the event if not the Sanchez themselves? This was Tessa's cue to play her own part of the plan. However, when Sofia made her announcement, it shocked everyone completely. "The sponsor of tonight's event is none other than Mr Thomas Grayson." People were suppose to cheer at the mention of the name but when you didn't even know who that was, what exactly would you be cheering for?

Lydia's carefree voice came from the other end of the line. "Christian, Joey's school is organizing a summer camp. It costs one thousand dollars. All the other kids are going. If I don't sign him up, I'm afraid he'll feel left out…" The moment Christian heard that, he rushed to reassure her. "Don't worry. I'll go withdraw the money right now. Wait for me." He hung up, all the madness from earlier gone from his face. He grabbed his jacket and slammed the door behind him without looking back.

“We’ve got a presenting slot. Thursday afternoon, the main hall. You need to be there.” “Fine,” I said. “Who else is attending?” Karl paused. Just barely, just a fraction of a second too long, and I knew before he said it. “Harrison’s company is the headline sponsor.” My stomach dropped so fast I had to sit down. I lowered myself into my desk chair and pressed my free hand flat against the surface and focused very hard on keeping my breathing even. “That’s fine,” I said steadily. “It’s professional. I can handle it.”

Using the money from our shared marital account to pay for his mistress's expenses? My fingers felt numb as I continued scrolling through Felicity's social media account. Three years ago, she had uploaded a post when Henry first brought it up to me that he wanted to sponsor a student. "I got to know a stupid, old man. He's bald, and his breath stinks, but he gives me a lot of money. I only have to praise him a little, and he'll buy me everything that I want. I feel such a sense of achievement for training an old dog like him."

I responded with a smile. “How is that covered, can you please share in details,” Dr Thomas, asked while sitting upright. “Three of my close friends, reputable, trusted individuals, have agreed to sponsor the entire event. One of them owns a medical charity and will send a full team of highly trained doctors and nurses to help run the program. Not just for the Free Treatment Day, but for a full 48 hours. That means the day after the banquet will also be covered, giving our staff a well-deserved break.”

The sponsors who put up the ten million dollar prize want their photo opportunities and interviews. Coach Margret leads me to a designated media area where dozens of reporters, photographers, and sponsor representatives are waiting. The bright camera lights are almost blinding after the arena lighting, and the noise of camera shutters and shouted questions is overwhelming. “Luna! Luna! How does it feel to win ten million dollars?” one reporter shouts. “What’s your response to the allegations about the previous game?” another calls out. For the next hour, I’m dragged from interview to interview, answering the same questions over and over again while maintaining a smile that’s starting to feel

Kyle turned around and smiled warmly and pretended to not have seen what was going on earlier as he walked towards the dining room. Hilda felt humiliated and whispered to Nathan. "It's all your fault! I bet Kyle thinks we are weird now." Nathan simply chuckled and asked. "You seem pretty busy these days. Did something go wrong? Why don't you tell me about it?" Hilda shook her head. "Nothing much. It's just that we are having some difficulties finding sponsors for this project since none of them are not particularly fond of us." Nathan stopped and hummed. "Why would you need sponsors when you got me?"

’ ‘He probably gave twenty million dollars just to attract Sienna’s attention, right? ‘No, it’s not just that. Don’t forget that the big sponsor on the list actually gifted Sienna ten million dollars to attract her attention and interrupt the conversation between Sienna and Kaden when Kaden went over to talk to Sienna just now! Therefore, the big sponsor must be jealous!’ This comment had the most likes. Sienna: “…” Great, they were really good at brainstorming. Kaden was also shocked by this big sponsor’s generosity! He could give Sienna twenty million dollars as a gift just like that, so such a person’s background and strength should not be underestimated!

"I'm fine, the restaurant was fine, seeing Antonio was fine, everything is fine and I have work to do." Dess looked like she wanted to argue but Jayda had already returned her attention to her laptop, effectively ending the conversation through sheer determination not to have it. Her phone rang before Dess could push further—Lucas calling with his usual morning check-in. "We have a problem," Lucas said without preamble when she answered. "Thompson Racing Supplies just backed out of their sponsorship contract." Jayda's stomach dropped. Thompson Racing Supplies was one of their largest sponsors, their contract worth nearly two hundred thousand dollars annually. "What happened?"

Because she didn't see a need to. *************** A couple days later. Wilson was at the gym the team had discovered in the building they lived in. Horr came visiting the previous day and somehow, at the end of the day, the team ended up with their first sponsors; Horr and Barnes. There were some couple hundred teams that had registered for the competition and finding a sponsor so early on was no easy feat. Wilson had no idea how Charlie and Instructor had managed to convince someone like Horr that investing in the team so early on was a good idea. As for Barnes, he did not even appear. As soon as Horr decided being a sponsor was a good idea, Barnes jumped into the boat.