On the night of December 6th, it was freezing and it snowed heavily in San Jose, and the whole land was covered in snowflakes like a fairytale wonderland. That night, Henry went to a charity gala, and the people who came were rich and noble, and belonged to the upper class!

At the party, the rich people hugged the beautiful stars and had a good time, and some innocent actresses on weekdays or on the screen came here, but they became and charming sexy stunners. Not only can the body be touched, the face can be kissed, but he also took the initiative to stick it. Honestly, it doesn't look like a charity gala at all!

The initiator of the gala was San Jose's mayor, Brant Barrett, or Henry would not have come.

"Why don't you dance, Mr. Williams?" said Brant Barrett as he walked up to Henry.

"I don't like to dance......," Henry said lightly.

Brant Barrett laughed, "I don't think I saw you bring your female companion here...... Hehe, do you want me to introduce you to a few beauties? There are a lot of female celebrities and rich daughters of high society here tonight!"

"No thanks!" Henry shook his head and refused.

Brant Barrett laughed and said, "Haha, yes, you Williams hooked your fingers, and there are a lot of women who take the initiative to give you a hug, why do you need me to introduce you! Okay, you have fun!" As he left, Brant Barrett patted Henry on the shoulder.

Henry's eyes swept away, and many women around him looked at Henry with burning eyes. It's just that Henry had rejected two or three women before, and there were bodyguards around him. And then the other women hesitated. Henry then asked the waiter for a glass of whiskey, and sat down on a black leather couch with no one in place.

Henry looked at his watch. I asked a person next to me about the process of the charity gala.

The man replied that donations began at eight o'clock. It's 7:45 p.m., and there's still a quarter of an hour left.

Henry nodded, taking a shallow sip of whiskey.

The clock ticked by, and eight o'clock came. The music and lights in the hall stopped, and San Jose Mayor Brant Barrett stepped onto the stage and shouted into the microphone, "Welcome to this charity party, our charity purpose tonight is to donate money to people with disabilities and help them live a better life!"

Bang Bang Bang!

As soon as Brant Barrett's words fell, the audience burst into applause. After four or five seconds. Brant Barrett raised his hand to signal silence, and then said, "Philanthropic people, please donate some of your love to those poor disabled people!"

"Mayor Brant Barrett, I'm giving $500,000!"

"Oh, Mr. Tate gave $500,000, thank you very much, and I thank you very much for those with disabilities!" Brant Barrett said, bending down, and then he said loudly. "Guys, is there anyone else who wants to donate?"

Next, people started to donate.

Some donated less than $100,000 and some donated $600,000. There are also those who have donated more than a million dollars.

Whenever the donation amount is large, it will cause surprise and applause from the crowd.

"Oh! Mr. Smith donated $2.5 million!" Many eyes were fixed on a bald man sitting in a pile of beautiful women. The bald man held his head high, and his face looked proud and proud. Donating 2.5 million seems to be doing something very generous.

"I'm giving $5 million!" said a man in his mid-twenties, with long hair. The beautiful woman in the red down jacket raised her hand and said loudly.

"Miss Alyssa is so caring, I thank you for the disabled!" Brant Barrett complimented with a smile.

Then. An old man standing behind the young woman said with a smile: "That's right, my daughter Alyssa is the most loving! You see, she is willing to donate $5 million to the disabled!" After speaking, his eyes couldn't help but turn to Henry's side, and the woman named Alyssa also turned her head and looked directly at Henry, with a charming look in her eyes.

"Damn, this old fox Dickens is usually stingy to death. I said how could he ask his daughter to donate $5 million, it turned out that he had other plans! It's really cunning, donate some money, so that his daughter can behave in front of Henry Williams, if he can win Henry Williams' favor, and even make Henry Williams like his daughter, Dickens will make a lot of money!!!"

"Mayor Brant Barrett, my daughter is donating $10 million!" shouted a middle-aged man about 50 years old.

When Dickens heard this, he glared at him angrily and shouted, "Rhodes, your daughter didn't come, what !! she donated?"

"Hehe, can't you donate if you don't come? My daughter is more loving than your daughter, and she is also younger. My daughter is only 18 years old now, but she is already a top student in her third year at MIT, and she is still the school flower. Her height is 169cm, and her measurements are 90cm-64cm-92cm, and she likes to raise some kittens, dogs, and rabbits. If she had known that I was coming to a charity party, she would have asked me to donate 10 million dollars! So, I donated 10 million dollars on behalf of my daughter!"

As soon as Rhodes's words were finished, everyone present was stunned. Awesome, think it's a blind date scene?

When Dickens heard this, he was furious, and couldn't help but scold angrily: "Rhodes, how many men has your daughter made, you have a face to say it?!!!

When Rhodes heard this, he became furious, rushed up and fought Dickens.

"Grass ~ Mud Horse !!"

The scene was suddenly chaotic.

Henry shook his head, and asked the waiter for another glass of whiskey, and watched them fight with amusement as he drank it. However, after a while, it was pulled away.

Mayor Brant Barrett had a gloomy face, obviously angry, and Rhodes and Dickens quickly apologized to the mayor, saying that they should not have done it at the party. Brant Barrett suppressed his emotions and nodded.

At this time, Henry drank the wine and put the glass on the table, and then said to Mayor Brant Barrett: "Mayor Brant Barrett, it seems that everyone has donated, and I am the only one left." I'm going to donate $100 million, hoping to help those with disabilities!"

When Brant Barrett heard this, his heart suddenly felt much better, "Haha, Mr. Williams is worthy of being the richest man in the world, and he is generous, and he casually donated 100 million! I thank you for the disabled!"

"You're welcome!" Henry waved his hand and smiled, the more money you donate, the less taxes you pay......

Henry donated, and the charity gala was almost over. A group of people came out of the hotel, ready to disperse. At this time, a person who looked like a manager and four security guards were seen arguing with a black man in his twenties at the hotel gate.

"Mr. Robertson, please let me continue to be a security guard here!" the black man bent over and pleaded.

The person who looked like a manager was Robertson, about thirty years old, and he said coldly: "Samuel, get out of here, we won't take you here!"

"Please, Mr. Robertson, I've looked for other jobs, but no one wants me! Can you bear to see a man starved to death? Mr. Robertson ......"

The black man tried to speak, but was rudely interrupted by Robertson, who was in a straight suit: "Hurry up! You're starving, what's my business! This is a five-star hotel, and you, a disabled person, still want to continue working as a security guard here!!?"

After saying that, Robertson suddenly saw Henry and the others. Robinson's face suddenly turned pale, and he walked over as he tried to keep a smile on his face.

"Hello, Mayor Brant Barrett, Mr. Williams. Robertson said in a respectful tone.

Brant Barrett asked, "What's going on?"

"Oh, that's right," Robertson explained, "the man's name is Samuel, and he was supposed to be a security guard here, but ......," Robertson said after a moment of silence, "but something went wrong, so he was kicked out." Now he is here and says he wants to continue working in the hotel, but ...... As you know, all hotels have their own rules and regulations, and we won't allow him to continue to work as a security guard!"

Brandt Barrett asked in a deep voice, "What is wrong with you to get rid of him?"

"This ......," Robertson grimaced, "Mayor Brant Barrett, you'd better not know, or it will scare you!"

"As mayor of San Jose, I think I'd better figure this out!" said Brant Barrett, staring into Robertson's eyes.

Robertson was silent for a moment, "Alright," he said, looking at the crowd around him again, "and before I uncover this, please be prepared." Because it's a horrible thing!"

Robertson beckoned to Samuel, a black man, "Come here!"

Samuel walked over.

As soon as Samuel approached, the crowd noticed his anomaly, his right arm hidden in a very large black trench coat.

Robertson said coldly: "Samuel, take out your right arm for everyone to see!"

Samuel's eyes couldn't help flashing a trace of hesitation, pain and inferiority!

"Samuel!" Robertson said coldly, "hurry up and get your arms out!"

Samuel nodded, and he slowly unbuttoned his trench coat.

The eyes of the crowd were constantly watching him.

Suddenly, when Samus pulled his right arm out, everyone screamed.

"Ah!!" The girls turned pale and bloodless with fright, and took several steps back.

Although the men were bold, they were also shocked when they saw the appearance of Samus.

Henry couldn't help frowning.

Robertson then said to Brent Barrett, "Mayor Brant Barrett, I've said it before, you'd better not know. Look, everybody's scared!"

(To be continued.) )