The First Blow
Under the pressure Frank exuded, the lovely Sharina glanced at her parents, who were chatting intimately with some important people in the distance.
Those big shots had completely captured their attention. They hadn't noticed what was happening over here—and even if they had, they probably wouldn't have said much...
This willful girl, who should have been so delicate, stubbornly glared at Frank and struggled to keep her trembling legs from giving out. But that was the limit of what she could manage...
Frank looked at the stubborn, pretty girl who was about to bite through her lip. He nodded coldly. "Looks like you've made your decision..."
Then Frank turned to Domingo beside him. "Take her to the Detention Room after the ceremony. One day!"
Domingo nodded with a terrifying smile. He actually rather admired the girl. Not everyone could stand straight under Frank's pressure.
Whether she was good or bad, at least she had a fighting spirit!
That was what Alvin had always tried to instill in every child at the school, little by little. Without that spirit, these kids, who had already started out behind, would never win the long race of life...
The same went for the rest of Hell's Kitchen. Alvin would never write someone a check just because they came begging. He believed that "people must first save themselves before they can be saved!"
The Death Race, the Food Truck Alliance, and many other new developments were gradually bringing life to Hell's Kitchen. People were realizing that as long as they were willing to work hard, they could always put food on the table—and even change their lives!
But it all depended on having a spirit that refused to give up!
Alvin was happy to help those who were still willing to work