"She's a poor thing, and I really want to help her. What can I do for her?" Pearl said. Darius smiled at this and glanced at the janitor, whose face was red as tears rolled down her cheeks.

As Pearl approached her, she dropped to her knees and grabbed Pearl's sleeve, crying, "I can't thank you enough for your offer, but that's not what I need help with. I…I wanted to ask whether you could help with my brother's medical fees. My parents are the ones who should be dealing with it, but…" She trailed off and started sobbing.

At the mention of medical fees, Pearl nodded without hesitation. "Of course, I can. Give me your bank account number; I'll transfer the money to you within ten minutes."

The janitor's eyes shone before thanking Pearl and Darius profusely. "Thank you both for your help! If my brother makes it out of the operating theater, I'll carve a statue of both of you and put it on his bedside table so he'll never forget about you!"

Darius' lips twitched at this. This was the wors