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 dream

consider thirty..." Before he could finish his sentence, the engine roared

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 stranger to life's ups and downs, the prospect of

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

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

Raegan nodded, hel expression

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

"I have some." He then proceeded to retrieve twenty neat stacks of cash from the car's safe, handing them over to

gaze sharp. It looked like there were more than a million in that safe. He had always heard rumors

or more in their car for emergencies spoke volumes

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

sack. The child's head was encased in a thick plastic bag, seemingly with the intent to suffocate

and coincidentally, his

raise the child as his own, keeping the truth from my mother. Given my mother's poor eyesight and the

vowed never

the loss of Brent's sister, Brent's brother-in-law had

was a beacon of

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

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

meant she hadn't merely gotten lost as a child but had been deliberately targeted by someone.