Hearing this, Estelle frowned and said, “It’s not Tim. Who I want to save has nothing to do with you. Just sign the agreement.”

“It’s not Tim? Then who is it?” York asked as he read the donation agreement. “Forget it. I won’t ask if you don’t want to tell me. By the way, I have another requirement.”

“Say it.”

“Apologize to Mr. Klein.”

“What?” Estelle frowned tightly and darted a surprised look at him.

“Back then, Tim beat him up at the golf course for you. Not long after that, you went abroad. Mr. Klein couldn’t find you, so he vented all his anger and hatred on me. These...