No Wife, No Life Chapter 192

Meanwhile, the official account of FusionX Company was inundated with comments from relatives of patients in desperate need of organ transplants. They were all pleading for FusionX Company to offer their loved ones a chance at life.

In a rundown house on the outskirts of Majestic City, a young boy stared intently at his phone, eyes brimming with hope as he read the latest news from FusionX.

"Ben, there's hope! FusionX has developed a new bionic organ transplant technique, and they're looking for volunteers. We don't have to wait anymore."

The house was barely furnished, just the basics. The walls were lined with certificates, all bearing the name Brandon Gonzalez.

On the desk sat a black-and-white photo of their deceased parents.

Benjamin Gonzalez lay on the bed, his face pale and gaunt.

Unlike Brandon's excitement, Benjamin looked despondent, his voice barely a whisper. "Brandon, forget it. Even if they have developed bionic organs, we can't afford the costs."

"This disease is a death sentence anyway. There's no point in wasting money."

"No, they said the experiments are free. Ben, we can give it a shot." Brandon cast his eyes upon Benjamin.

Brandon said, "Ben, I can go and beg FusionX."

Their parents had died years ago, leaving Brandon and Benjamin to rely on each other. Brandon couldn't just watch Benjamin die without trying everything.

The hospital had been keeping them in anticipation of a suitable liver donor, but after more than a year, there was still no news. Benjamin's body grew weaker with each passing day. He feared that Benjamin might not survive to see the day of the transplant.

Benjamin gave a bitter smile. "Brandon, even if they are looking for volunteers, they'll be picky. Rich people might not even get in, let alone us."

People like them, living at the bottom, had no chance.

Brandon's eyes dimmed, seemingly convinced by Benjamin's words.

Just then, his phone rang.

Brandon froze, his hands trembling. It was a reply from Harper.

Harper: [Bring your brother to FusionX. @Brandon]

It shook Brandon to his core.

"Ben!"

Brandon's eyes welled up with tears, and he almost jumped with excitement.

"Benjamin, Ms. Orsini replied to me. She said to bring you to FusionX Company. It really was Ms. Orsini who responded to me."

Benjamin was stunned.

He remembered that name.

Two years ago, while working on a construction site for the Lavien Group, he had met Harper up close.

He remembered it clearly. He was on night duty, reading a book under the light. Harper had come to inspect the site and, instead of reprimanding him, had praised his dedication to learning.

Before leaving, she had even encouraged him, "If you get the chance, you should continue your studies."

She had even left him a business card, saying, "If you need help, contact me or the Majestic City University Foundation. Someone will help you."

Later, when he was injured on the job, Harper visited him on behalf of the Lavien Group, giving him a compensation card. That money was now considered as Brandon's education fund.

Benjamin later learned that the extra money was a personal donation from Harper through the Majestic City University Foundation, but she never mentioned it, only repeating, "If you get the chance, continue your studies."

Benjamin had never met anyone as kind as her.

 Benjamin asked, "Is it Harper from the Lavien Group?"

Brandon replied, "No, she's not with the Lavien Group anymore. Harper now works at FusionX as the CEO."

Benjamin's eyes, once lifeless, now shimmered with hope. If it was the Harper he knew, he believed she could bring the bionic organ transplant technique to fruition.

Harper was a person who would always lift others from their predicaments.

But Harper didn't just respond to Benjamin; she replied to many other patients' families in the comments. They all received calls from FusionX.

In fact, Harper was doing charity work.

The materials for these experiments were costly, and spending this much was a significant expense for FusionX.

The company's executives and shareholders thought Harper was out of her mind.

"Why spend so much money saving ordinary people?" They opposed her actions, but Harper ignored them and continued seeking volunteers.

The shareholders couldn't sit still any longer and called an emergency meeting.

They confronted Harper.

"Ms. Orsini, why are you spending money to save these ordinary people? This is FusionX's money."

"Yeah, no company is this generous with their research."

"We're developing these technologies to make money, not to be philanthropists."

"Right, we need to issue an official statement telling those people to go away unless they can pay the high costs. FusionX isn't a charity."

Some shareholders had already sold treatment slots at high prices and were furious at Harper's actions, which blocked their profits.

Harper tapped her pen lightly on the table, the sound sending chills down their spines. "How many shares do you hold in FusionX? Do you even have ten percent?"

They fell silent, exchanging glances.

"I, Caden, and Peyton hold over fifty percent of the shares. Do you have any other questions?"

She was making it clear that she was the true CEO of FusionX. In this company, her word was final, and they had no say.

She might listen to their suggestions if she felt like it, but she could also make decisions on her own.

One director's lips trembled with anger. "But since you're spending FusionX's money, our dividends will decrease."

Harper's eyes flashed coldly. "In that case, I'll cover the experiment costs personally. Any other issues?"

They were stunned into silence.

What more could they say?

Reluctantly, they left, casting one last glance at Harper.

Harper didn't look at them, her face expressionless as she focused on the documents on her desk.

Manuel, however, didn't leave. He sat at his seat, idly playing with a cup."I truly cannot understand you. Clearly, you are the CEO of HoloSphere Technologies, yet you insist on getting involved with FusionX. None of the individuals at FusionX are easy to deal with."

Harper glanced at him coolly. "FusionX is Caden's and my company."

"One day, I'll make FusionX truly mine and kick them all out of the board."

Manuel asked, "Why spend so much money?"

Harper smiled meaningfully. "What do you think?"

Seeing her expression, Manuel understood immediately.