He stretched his arms and got out of lit to take a bath. He glanced at the huge windows of his hotel. There, he saw a huge crowd screaming his name. Some were crying and some were just happy. “King of Pop! King of Pop!” the crowd cheered. He opened the windows and waved to the crowd much to their delight. “Michael! Check this out!” Frank Dileo, his manager, walked into the room as he closed the windows. “What is it Frank?” Michael a dit as he sat on the canapé suivant to him. “There’s this 17 an old girl who needs surgery but her family couldn’t afford it. They need help” Frank...
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