"Ouch!"
Jake Carmichael, already plump and corpulent, fell to the ground like a human meat bomb, instantly drawing a crowd of onlookers.
For someone of his high status, losing money wasn't scary—after all, he had plenty of it.
But his pride was not something he could afford to lose at any cost!
Even if the people present didn't recognize him, he had to regain his dignity.
"Honey, are you okay?"
The woman hurried over and, with all her might, managed to help the nearly 300-pound Jake Carmichael to his feet.
"Cough cough!"
Jake Carmichael felt a surge of blood and air rush to his chest, seeing stars before his eyes.
He had rarely ever been hit like this as he grew up.
In the family, although he was from a collateral branch, his excellent public relations skills had won him quite a bit of respect.
No matter what, he was a member of the Carmichael family.
In the capital, the name Carmichael changed people's expressions.
