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."

huffed, "Don't

finish his sentence,

to drive away, "Fine! Twenty! Deal! I say it's a deal!" For Brent, who thrived on the thrill of gambling and was no

Raegan lowered the window and looked at Brent. "Speak now," she

concerns about Brent potentially lying. Even if the information he had was useless, she saw the twenty thousand as offering him an escape 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 her hands of the matter. Her sympathy lay with his kind

Raegan nodded, hel expression

lie, you won't get away with it." The demand for cash presented a dilemma, as Brent had no bank account to transfer the money to. How could Raegan have such a substantial amount of cash on her? Yet, Brent

Stefan interjected, "I have some." He then proceeded to retrieve twenty neat

like there were more than a million in that safe. He had always heard rumors that the affluent kept cash in their vehicles for unforeseen circumstances. The ease with

their car for emergencies spoke volumes about their

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 a baby's cries piercing the night.

in a thick plastic bag, seemingly

the child to breathe My brother-in-law brought the child home, and coincidentally, his daughter fell critically ill and passed away with acute

early, leaving behind 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

shared everything with you, and I've not lied. I had vowed never to disclose this to my mother." Brent's brother-in-law, Raegan's adoptive father, stood

the loss of Brent's sister, Brent's brother-in-law had stepped up as a pillar for the family,

beacon of

decent man around him, he wouldn't have kept bad company like he did and gambling that led

found herself enveloped in the aftermath of the revelation, struggling

it meant she hadn't merely gotten lost as a child but had been deliberately targeted by someone. The thought that a 6-year-old