Novel Titanic
Chapter 450
Abbey had never met anyone quite like Anthea.
Despite being only eighteen or neen, she was incredibly accomplished!
There's a saying that goes, "With great power comes great responsibility." Yet, Anthea seemed free from any trace of the arrogance often seen in those who have just begun to taste success.
Even after becoming the first person in the world to find a cure for cancer, she remained as humble as ever.
The fame, wealth, and glory that most people dream of meant nothing to her.
She couldn't care less about them.
Abbey had never admired anyone as much as she did Anthea. She was the first!
As they approached the parking lot of their apartment complex, they noticed a man standing by a car. Upon seeing them, he hurried over and said, "Hey there, do you happen to be the owner of this CloudP21589 car?"
It was Abbey's car, and she nodded, "Yes, that's mine."
The man looked somewhat embarrassed as he said, "My name is Nanson, here's my card. I accidentally scraped your car a bit when I was parking. If there are any costs for repairs, just give me a call."
Abbey glanced at the business card.
Nanson.
The general manager at QuickSend Parcels.
She remembered Anthea mentioning her uncle worked in delivery.
Could this be Anthea's uncle?
"Are you Ms. Yeager's uncle?" Abbey asked, trying to connect the dots.
"You mean my niece Anthea?"
Abbey nodded eagerly, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Yeager, I'm Abbey. Ms. Yeager is like a mentor to me."
Director Clement also quickly shook hands with Nanson, "Mr. Yeager, pleasure to meet you. I'm Greg, director of the Crescent Moon Medical Center.
Ms. Yeager has been a great benefactor to our hospital! Next time you visit, we'll make sure to give you the VIP treatment!"
Nanson was a bit taken aback, still processing everything long after Director Clement and Abbey had driven off.
His niece was truly remarkable.
Even a hospital director and doctors were singing her praises!
He remembered Crescent Moon Medical Center had recently made headlines, becoming the only top-tier hospital in Cloudcrest.
Nanson hurried home, only to find a large trophy sitting on the coffee table.
Shining in gold!
"Annie, what's this?" he asked.
Anthea, who was lounging on the couch, replied nonchalantly, "Looks like a trophy."
"A trophy?" Nanson quickly picked it up, "Did those two drop this off?"All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
Anthea nodded, "Uncle, you ran into them?"
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As Nanson examined the trophy, he read the inscription, "A direct award from the medical community to Anthea Yeager..." It was at this moment he realized, "Holy smokes! Annie, don't tell me you're the one who cured cancer!"
"That's me," Anthea replied, ever so calmly.
Nanson was genuinely shocked.
He hadn't expected that his niece, who had been the talk of the international media for weeks and hailed as a prodigy, was the very same Anthea! "You're incredible, Annie!"
Anthea simply smiled, "Of course, you should see who my uncle is!"
Nanson laughed heartily, clutching the trophy, "Is this thing made of real gold?"
Anthea shook her head slightly, "I'm not too sure."
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"I'll give it a bite," he said before literally biting the trophy, "Wow, it left a mark it's really gold! The medical
community sure doceback!"
The trophy must have weighed at least ten pounds.
Considering the current price of gold, it was worth around two million dollars!
But a trophy, no matter how broke
one is, can't be pawned, thought el
Nanson before adding, "Besides the trophy, did you receive any other rewards?"
"There should be a check in that envelope," Anthea pointed out.
Nanson immediately dropped the trophy and grabbed the envelope.
Upon opening it, he found a check with a string of numbers.
"Fifty million dollars!" Nanson turned to Anthea, “Annie, you're a millionaire now!"
Anthea raised an eyebrow, her voice tinged with a hint of nonchalance, "I've always been one."
Nanson chuckled, "That's true!"
Anthea's worth had long surpassed the twelve-figure mark.