The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 3

Half an hour later, Donald's doorbell rang. Soon, an immaculately dressed elderly man walked into the house with a cane in his hand. He wore a tuxedo, and his hair was neatly combed.

Upon seeing Donald, the man got down on one knee and declared, “Lord Campbell, I'm your loyal butler, Charlie Langford. From now on, I will be taking care of your daily needs while you are in Pollerton.”-

He was very agitated, as it was the first time he met Donald in person.

“You are the richest man in Pollerton, Charles Langford?” inquired Donald as he lowered his head to look at the elderly man. Charles' nickname was Charlie, but not many people knew about it.

“Yes, Lord Campbell. From now on, you will be in charge of all my wealth and power,” Charles replied respectfully. If Pollerton's upper class saw this scene, they would be utterly dumbstruck.

After all, being the richest man in

Pollerton, Charles owned half of Pollerton's wealth. Yet, he treated a young man with such respectfulness.

“Who's your superior?” Donald asked.

“It's Mr. Tristan Lane. He has been in West Epea for over a year now.”

Tristan Lane. I see, so it's that brat.

As that thought crossed his mind, Donald replied, “Got it. Give me six hundred thousand now.”

Charles was startled. Does Lord Campbell only need six hundred thousand? However, he only paused for a moment before handing Donald a black card. “Lord Campbell, there is fifty billion in this card.”

He then handed Donald a gold card. “There is a hundred billion in this one.”

Donald casually took one of the cards and asked, “Which doctor in Pollerton is more skilled in craniotomy?”

Without any hesitation, Charles replied, “Of course, it will have to be Dr. Hannah Nixon from Nouveau Hospital. She's a genius doctor. Though she's only twentyeight years old, she's highly skilled in craniotomy, coronary artery bypass, and organ transplant surgeries!”

I heard that Nouveau hospital is not open to the public, and they only treat the rich and powerful. The hospital fees are also exorbitant. The consultation fee will be at least five million. Additionally, Hannah Nixon is a proud woman. She has never appeared in another hospital in Pollerton.

“Tell her to come to Pollerton General Hospital tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning and prepare for my grandpa's surgery. This is his whole body check-up report. Give this to her and tell her to prepare everything well tonight,” Donald ordered.

If Grandpa is not in the ICU and thus cannot be moved, I will have already transferred him to Nouveau Hospital.

Charles bowed and replied, “Yes, Mr. Campbell.”

After Charles left, Donald sighed.

I guess my mission will be coming soon now that

I have activated the first level of Polaris System.

At eight o'clock in the morning on the following day, Donald arrived at Pollerton General Hospital and went to the ICU on the ninth floor. He immediately noticed Jennifer standing beside the window with a bulging men's backpack beside her feet.

She wore a fitted, long black dress that showed off her elegant neck and slim waist. It could be seen that she had put on a layer of light, delicate makeup. Coupled with her fair skin, she looked gentle and sweet.

When she saw Donald, her eyes lit up, and she strode toward him. “Darling, here's six hundred thousand.”

Donald glanced at the black bag and the light makeup on her face.

She rarely puts on makeup, and we don't own this bag. It's clear that she went to meet someone this morning and borrowed six hundred thousand.

“You met Harrison?” Donald asked.

Jennifer's heart skipped a beat when she saw his emotionless face, but she still nodded and replied, “Yes, I borrowed six hundred thousand. I know Grandpa's surgery is an emergency, so I..."

“So you put on makeup before going to see him?” Donald interrupted with a sarcastic smile on his face.

She froze for a moment before explaining, “I was afraid he won't lend me the money, so—

“So you showed off your charm? You spent a long time putting on this makeup. Am I right? Previously, you rarely put on makeup, and even if you do, you never spend more than ten minutes.”

Donald walked toward her and stared at her flawless face. She looked as if she had walked out of a painting.