Love Unbreakable by Bank Brook

Chapter 400 Her Origins Wait!" Brent was hot on the car's heels, his voice desperate. "Stop! Stop the car!" But the car didn't even pause, pressing on instead.

Boom! The sound was deafening.

Brent tripped, tumbling hard onto the ground. His face was a mess, bloodied from the fall. Tears sprang to his eyes from the sharp pain, blurring his vision. As he squinted through the haze, he saw the car reversing toward him. The window slid down smoothly Raegan looked out, her face devoid of emotion. "Still want to talk?" Brent, with his face smeared in blood and tears, looked utterly defeated. He knew well that he wouldn't find any

trace of sympathy in Raegan today "How much are you willing to give?" Raegan mimicked his gesture, raising her hand and spreading her fingers.

A grimace flickered across Brent's bloodied lips. Yet, he was aware that the secret held value only to Raegan and was worthless to others. He closed his eyes, twisting his mouth in resignation. "Fine! Five million it is.

You hand over five million, and I'll spill everything, not a single falsehood." Brent couldn't help but think he had dropped his price significantly, from fifty million down to five.

Raegan gave him a look that suggested she thought he was out of his mind.

She corrected him with a cool demeanor, "I meant fifty." Brent found himself at a loss for words, He was utterly astounded

Overwhelmed by his feelings, he blurted out, "You're crazy, woman! Who bargains like that!" Unperturbed, as if she hadn't heard his outburst, Raegan calmly stated, "Forty." Brent, incredulous, managed to say, "Crazy, you're really sick!" Raegan allowed herself a slight smile.

"This is my offer." "You're making a fool of yourself!" Brent was about to explode.

Yet, Raegan remained unbothered, simply stating, "Twenty." Once again, Brent found himself speechless. He pondered for a moment before exclaiming, "You moron! Shouldn't it be thirty?" with a leisurely air, Raegan replied, "I'm the one making the offer, so I decide."

"Don't

he could finish his sentence, the engine roared to life, and the

look of resignation, he shouted, "You're ruthless!" As the window continued to rise, he yelled, worried Raegan might not hear him and decided to drive away, "Fine! Twenty! Deal! I say it's a deal!" For Brent, who thrived on the thrill of gambling and was no

the window and looked at Brent. "Speak now,"

route. After all, he was part of the Hayes family. Giving him one last shot at redemption wasn't a bad idea. Should he fail to seize this opportunity and veer off course again, the repercussions would be his to bear alone, and she would wash

Raegan nodded, hel expression

dilemma, as Brent had no bank account to transfer the money to. How could Raegan have such a substantial amount of

He then proceeded to retrieve twenty

that safe. He had always heard

more in their car for emergencies spoke volumes about

the twenty stacks, Brent led Raegan to a quieter spot and began his tale in a measured tone, "Years ago, after a night out, my brother-in-law came to fetch me from a tavern. On our drive back, we stumbled upon a heap of garbage, where we heard

encased in a thick plastic bag, seemingly

brother-in-law brought the child home, and coincidentally, his daughter

this sole descendant. To spare my mother the heartache, my brother-in-law decided to raise the child as his own, keeping the truth from my mother. Given my mother's poor eyesight and the child's undeveloped features, the deception went unnoticed." Brent's detailed account left Raegan speechless. She realized she

with you, and I've not lied. I had vowed never to disclose

the remaining decency in Brent's world. After the loss of Brent's sister, Brent's brother-in-law had stepped up

beacon of

brother-in-law's life, Brent mused, with such a decent man around him, he wouldn't have kept bad company like he did and gambling that led

Brent departed, Raegan found herself enveloped in the aftermath of the revelation, struggling to come to terms

story held any truth, it meant she hadn't merely gotten lost as a child but had been deliberately targeted by someone.