Chapter 834: Write an IOU—That Way You Won’t Have to Worry

When Betsy heard Hart’s words, her eyes widened in disbelief.

She covered her mouth with her hand, as if afraid she had heard wrong, and cautiously asked again, “Mr. Hart… did you just say that no matter how much Dr. Yura promised me, you would pay double?”

Seeing how shocked she looked, Hart smiled gently and repeated himself.

“Miss Betsy, please rest assured. I, Hart, always keep my word. Once this matter is over, the money I promised you will be paid in full. Not a cent less.”

Betsy still found it hard to believe. Looking at Hart, she gathered her courage.

“Mr. Hart… Dr. Yura promised me a total of five hundred thousand. If you’re paying double… that would be one million,” she said.

After saying that, she looked at Hart nervously, as if expecting him to take back what he had just said.

Hart looked at the cautious woman standing before him in her worn, modest clothes.

“Then how about this, since you’re not completely at ease, I’ll write you an IOU. Aviva, please go to the study and bring me some paper and a pen.”

Betsy immediately jumped to her feet and waved her hands repeatedly.

“That’s not necessary, Mr. Hart! I believe you. There’s no need to go through so much trouble. It’s just… the amount is so large that I can hardly believe it.”

Hart smiled reassuringly.

“Miss Betsy, please sit down. There’s no need to be nervous. I only want to give you peace of mind. In my home, you don’t have to feel uneasy. You are my daughter’s lifesaver. Our entire family is grateful to you.”

Only then did the tight knot in Betsy’s chest finally loosen.

At that moment, Aviva returned with a sheet of paper and a pen.

“Sir, the paper and pen you asked for.”

“Good.”

Hart took them and began writing swiftly on the coffee table.

Before long, he handed the paper and pen to Betsy.

“Miss Betsy, please take a look. If everything looks correct, sign your name here as the creditor.”

Betsy took the paper with both hands and carefully read what was written on it.

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IOU

Creditor:

Amount owed: 1,000,000

Reason for debt: My daughter urgently requires Miss Betsy’s bone marrow for surgery. I hereby promise to pay Miss Betsy one million as compensation after the operation.

Debtor: Hart Cheryer

Date: XXXX Year XX Month X Day

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“Mr. Hart… this amount… doesn’t seem right.”

Betsy glanced cautiously at Hart’s expression. Seeing that he wasn’t upset, she continued softly,

“Dr. Yura already paid me a deposit of one hundred thousand, so you only need to pay the remaining nine hundred thousand.”

Hart looked at the plainly dressed woman before him. Her clothes were simple—almost cheap—and it was obvious her living conditions weren’t good. Yet even knowing he was wealthy, she still insisted on not taking advantage.

That alone made Hart feel a measure of admiration for her.

His smile grew even warmer.

“Miss Betsy, consider that one hundred thousand my payment for your post-surgery nutrition. After all, you’ll need time to recover. You won’t be able to work for at least half a year.”

Betsy’s face immediately filled with gratitude.

“Thank you, Mr. Hart. You’re truly a good person.”

Hart smiled and gently interrupted her.

“And if Miss Betsy doesn’t mind, after those six months you’re welcome to apply for a position at my company. I’ll arrange a job suitable for you.”

Betsy felt as though a blessing had fallen straight from the heavens.

“If there are no other concerns, Miss Betsy, please sign your name. Once you do, the IOU will take effect.”

Betsy nodded eagerly. Taking the pen, she quickly signed her name on the document.

Seeing that she had finished, Hart immediately turned to Aviva.

“Aviva, prepare a guest room for Miss Betsy.”

“Yes, sir.”

Then Hart explained to Betsy,

“Miss Betsy, my daughter—Nicole—has stabilized for the moment, but it’s already very late tonight. Please stay in the guest room and get some rest. Tomorrow, once Brother Wang Yun wakes up, we can discuss the details of the surgery. Would that be alright with you?”

Betsy nodded repeatedly.

“Of course, Mr. Hart. I’ll follow whatever arrangements you make.”

“Very well. Please wait a moment. Aviva will take you to your room shortly.”

Betsy nodded again, a little too vigorously. The movement tugged at the wound on her neck, and she inhaled sharply.

“Hiss—”

Hart quickly reminded her,

“Miss Betsy, be careful with your wound. If you plan to take a shower later, ask Aviva to find a waterproof bandage to wrap around your neck so the cut doesn’t get wet.”

This time, Betsy didn’t dare move too much. She gently shook her head.

“There’s no need to trouble yourselves, Mr. Hart. It’s just a small cut—it’ll be fine.”

Just then, Aviva returned.

“Sir, the room is ready. It’s the one across from Mr. Wang Yun’s.”

Hart nodded.

“Aviva, take Miss Betsy to rest. Also, find her a set of suitable clothes, and prepare a waterproof bandage in case she wants to bathe.”

“Yes, sir.”

Aviva acknowledged before turning to Betsy.

“Miss Betsy, please come with me.”

Betsy nodded politely.

“Thank you, Aviva. I’m sorry to trouble you.”

Aviva smiled and shook her head.

“Didn’t the master say so already? You don’t need to be so polite with us. You saved the young miss—our gratitude to you is more than we can express.”