“Sir, I only need three hundred thousand. Please…”

Skylar Jones trembled on her feet in front of the man, with her head hung low.

Apart from the dim lighting, she was shrouded in darkness.

Right then, a tall and broad-shouldered figure approached her step by step.

The man grasped her chin, and panic rose in her when she was met with his icy and intimidating gaze.

With her heart in her throat, Skylar swallowed thickly before continuing, “I know three hundred thousand isn’t a small amount, b-but I really need this money.”

 

When the man heard her say that three hundred thousand wasn’t a small amount, the corners of his lips arched into a cold-blooded smile.

Suddenly, Skylar was pulled into his arms, completely caught off guard.

 

And in just mere seconds, the pleasant scent of white sandalwood invaded her senses, almost drowning her.

Immediately afterward, his cold voice sounded above her head and brought her back to the harsh reality. “How do you expect me to believe you? Well, you know what they say – talk is cheap…”

Though scared out of her wits, Skylar suppressed the fear gripping her heart and replied, “Give it a try. If you find that I’m lying, I’ll return all the money to you.”

As soon as she said that, a palm, cold as the grave, clasped the back of her neck, chilling her to the bones. She instinctively thrashed against him, trying to escape, but the man only tightened his other hand around her waist even more.

Hence, she stopped struggling, not daring to move a muscle.

was the only way to get the money

remained still, the man cupped Skylar’s face with his palm as he remarked in a low and hoarse voice, “I’m not interested in

the door to the

soldiers, came through the door. At that moment, several men in black suits bombarded that dim room

back to look at the man hidden in the shadows. Under the dingy lights, she could vaguely discern his chiseled features and the smile playing on his

on one. What’s going on now? Excuse me, sir, but you should be honest when doing business! Forget it. The deal

a frosty expression on his face. Then Skylar, still struggling, was forcibly

with her dignity in shreds. The freezing

strength, with only her mind wide awake.What are t-they going to do to me? I-is this the

take my kidney? Or my liver? Just so you know—both aren’t in good condition! The results from my

two women in white coats did

wanted to make

interrupted when the automated doors of the operating room slid open as someone walked in. One

Ford, she’s all

“Mr. Ford…”

voices, Skylar struggled to sit up, but she had only lifted herself halfway when

the intense glare of the surgical lamp, she could finally see the man’s face clearly. His face was cold and aloof, completely void of emotions, just like

with fear, but to her surprise, his voice was

ready, Ms.

strung as tight as a bow right then, and

dredging up the image of her beloved fiancé lying on the hospital bed, looking pale and

could she numb

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