The day for Naomi's first treatment loomed large on the calendar, He'd spent the past week in desperate activity, a one-man fundraising machine. He'd swallowed his pride and contacted every investor he knew, his old college buddies, even distant relatives – anyone who might have a spare dime. Each rejection chipped him away, leaving him feeling increasingly defeated.

His employees are growing increasingly nervous. Whispers of layoffs and a potential company shutdown filled the air. He'd seen a few resignations in his inbox that morning,some of his talented individuals forced to seek stability elsewhere. 

Kent forced a smile as he entered his grandma’s room. Naomi looked up from her book,"Kent,...