Initially, this had been a competition for all the prominent corporations and families in the name of charity. But with Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson's actions, the event had returned to its original intentions.

The children were all sobbing in the field.

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Some children hugged Yvette Larson, pouring their souls out about how frightened they were when sleeping at night without their mothers.

When Yvette Larson finished putting all the scarves on the children, everyone else understood the situation.

They had lost. No matter how many gifts or how expensive their gifts were, it didn't matter.

Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson had won something precious—hearts.

When they returned, Quince Larson and Eleanor Larson stood there awkwardly.

Quince Larson had been clamoring about telling their grandpa to kick his cousin out from the CEO position and even kick Yvette Larson's family out of the Larson family.

Now, Yvette Larson had done the company and the family a huge favor.

"Quince Larson, what were you saying earlier? Shall we go to Grandpa and let him know about this?" Although Yvette Larson had been on the stage earlier, she had heard her cousin's words.

To be honest, it was mostly Finn Taylor's efforts that had led to this success.

Finn Taylor hadn't known about this event. Yvette Larson had simply asked him what he thought orphans would need the most.

Then, Finn Taylor had told her some things, leading to this idea.

'How dare you treat my husband this way when he's the one who made this day a success? Even I, Yvette Larson, wouldn't be so shameless.'

"Yvette Larson, what are you trying to do?"

"Nothing much. If you don't want Grandpa to find out about this, you'd better apologize to Finn Taylor."

Upon hearing that, Quince Larson stared at her in disbelief. "You… You're asking me to apologize to that good-for-nothing? You'd better kill me instead."

Quince Larson's tone was firm. He would never apologize to Finn Taylor.

Even if Yvette Larson brought the matter up to their grandpa, he would never apologize.

Quince Larson felt that his grandpa would stand on his side without any qualms even if he were to find out about it.

He was the eldest grandson of the Larson family and the face of the Larson family.

The entire Larson family would be humiliated if he apologized to a mere matrilocal son-in-law.

"Quince Larson, let's make a bet." Finn Taylor spoke up.

"What do you want to bet on?"

"Grandpa assigned Yvette and you two different portions of this event. This first session went pretty smoothly, and we won, but I don't have a favorable view of your second session. If I can turn the tides in the second session and win the Larson family and the Larson Corporation the 'Best Charitable Organization' title, what will you do?"

Quince Larson smirked, thinking that he was being ridiculous. "Finn Taylor, you won the first session because of some dirty tricks. What are you planning to do in the second session? Give them more scarves? You can't make use of their emotions too many times."

"We can make a bet if you want. Let's make a bet; whoever loses has to crawl under the crotch of the other person."

Quince Larson was full of confidence. 'What I've prepared is great for kids. Besides, even if I don't win, Finn Taylor has to win.'

There were two conditions to winning this bet. No matter how he looked at it, he had a greater chance of winning.

"Deal."

Yvette Larson felt a little uneasy upon hearing their bet. She looked at her husband and asked softly, "Can you really do it?"

Yvette Larson had already given out all the gifts she had prepared, but Finn Taylor hadn't brought anything.

In that case, he was sure to lose the bet.

"No, unless you support me."

Yvette Larson rolled her eyes at her spouse. "Don't spout nonsense. Do you have confidence? If you don't, you'd better refuse the bet now."

Finn Taylor stretched out his hands. "Do you have lipstick?"

Yvette Larson was stunned, wondering what use Finn Taylor had for it. But seeing that she had won the first round by a landslide, she reached into her pocket and placed her lipstick in Finn Taylor's hand.

"Alright, I'm confident now."

"What are you trying to do? Finn Taylor, I already said that I'd definitely chase you out into the streets for three months if you dare to screw today's event up and embarrass the Larson family."

Supporting him was one thing, but she was still the Larson Corporation's CEO and had to consider the company's reputation.

If Finn Taylor dared to do anything funny, she would definitely keep him in check.

Finn Taylor smiled but didn't utter a word.

Very quickly, the second round of the competition began.

Each family took out the presents that they had prepared.

It would be accusing Quince Larson to say that he hadn't put in any effort.

He had prepared quite decent gifts.

He had prepared game consoles for the boys and stickers and dolls for the girls.

They were indeed things that were precious to kids. Unfortunately, these were all too common.

Almost every corporation and family had prepared these items too. As such, there weren't many children who had chosen the Larson family's gifts.

Yvette Larson glanced around and found that most children were in front of the Fleming family's gifts.

The Fleming family had gone all out this time.

She had stolen a glance earlier and had realized that all the toys were imported and couldn't be found within the country.

This event was held annually, and the children had already had their fun with domestic toys. Thus, these toys no longer attracted them.

But the imported toys that the Fleming family had brought were novel.

In an instant, all of the children were attracted over.

When Yvette Larson walked over to take a look, Melissa Hans had ridiculed her, saying that the Larson family had no better cards to play than the children's emotions.

See, they had won so easily in the second round.

There were only ten minutes left to the end of the second round.

The Larson family was one of the families with the fewest children around.

Finally, anxiety could be seen on Quince Larson's face. "You… Can you really draw the kids over?"

"Let's try it." Finn Taylor walked up to a child standing in front of the Larson family's gifts and retrieved Yvette Larson's lipstick from his pocket.

"Stick your hand out. I'll draw you a watch."

The girl stretched her arm out, allowing Finn Taylor to draw on it with the lipstick.

Yvette Larson had to resist the urge to slap her husband to death at this sight. 'This is my lipstick; it is my life. How can he treat it as a crayon?'

"I want a watch too!" Children standing by the side were getting jealous and tried asking Finn Taylor.

"Queue up behind her."

Soon, the children formed an orderly queue. This attracted even more children from the other booths.

And then, even more children started heading to the Larson family's booth.