Wendy found herself in a difficult situation. Keh had stopped giving her any pocket money and hadn’t mentioned his investment ns either. It was bing increasingly clear to her that any potential financial support from him would onlye if she could help him regain his manhood quickly. Otherwise, she feared that Keh would leave her and their family behind without a second thought.


    The 10 million dors Keh had provided was merely enough to stabilize the chaos engulfing the Wilson Group; it certainly wasn’t sufficient to restore thepany to its former glory.


    Standing next to Keh, Christopher remarked, “Taking one pill at a time will work; it has a very strong effect.”


    Keh nodded in agreement, then took out three pills and swallowed them. He grasped Wendy’s hand and urged, “Wendy, let’s head upstairs now.” He was hopeful that the medicine would prove effective.<fnefaa> Fresh chapters posted on find{n}ovel</fnefaa>


    Wendy quickly agreed, wrapping her arms around Keh’s. She said yfully, “Dear, let’s return to our room and give it another try.” <h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Keh pulled her into the room, and they began their forey. Wendy did everything she could to help him experience pleasure and reim his manhood. However, despite her best efforts, nothing seemed to work!


    In his frustration, Keh swallowed three more pills, yet he felt no sensation at all—nothing! His mood plummeted to an all-time low.


    As hey there, watching Wendy squirm and wiggle beside him, he lost his temper and kicked her off the bed, shouting, “I don’t need you anymore, just leave!”


    Wendy, frightened that Keh mightsh out, quickly replied, “Dear, please calm down. I’m sure we can find a solution to help you soon!”


    “Argh! Just go away!” Keh snapped, throwing a pillow at her in anger.


    Not wanting to provoke him further, Wendy hurriedly dressed and dashed out of the room.


    Left alone, Kehy on the bed, fuming with agitation. At the pinnacle of his sess, he had always dreamed of being surrounded by beautiful women, enjoying the best life imaginable. Yet now, impotence had shattered that dreampletely. What was the point of having those beautiful women around him if he couldn’t perform?


    He refused to ept this fate!


    Just as he was drowning in his resentment, his phone rang. It was his mother.


    He quickly answered, trying to keep his tone humble, “Hello, Mother. Why are you up sote?”


    Barbara’s furious voice boomed from the other end, “You little brat! What have you done?! Are you trying to kill me? Do you want me to die at 84?!”


    “Mom, what are you talking about? Why would I want to harm you?” he replied, confused.


    “Argh, you nasty bastard!” Barbara yelled. “Let me ask you this: why did you offend Anthony Simmons? He wants to sever ties with our family! Do you have any idea how much that could cost us?”