“Bro,” Donti asked Milo, “Did you really treat someone for free this afternoon? That’s so unlike you!”
“Don’t ask! Kill yourself if you do,” Milo said bitterly.
Honestly speaking, he really wanted to promote the black medicine to everyone. He would largely have to depend on this method to gain the gratitude of others. Moreover, this medicine was also the core of his plan to make money in the short term. So, Milo convinced himself that the beginning was always the most challenging as a consolation.
People with big goals should not be hindered by trivialities. He would have to be generous as a person!
Milo was not stingy for the sake of it. He knew well what he had to do at the appropriate times. However, he couldn’t help but feel the pinch.
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