Chapter 43 Running Into a Class Reunion!

• “Dessa’s right. A freeloader like him wouldn’t know the first thing about business.” Olina Dove chimed in.
• “Enough. Get out. We’re celebrating. I don’t want this loser standing around here killing the mood.” Marvin Dove barked.
• Clyde Valor took a long, steady look at the old man. The dull glaze in the elder’s eyes told him enough. The old man was most likely in late-stage dementia. Regular acupuncture wouldn’t do a damn thing. The only way was to pour spiritual force into the brain and repair the damaged nerves.