She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 677:

“A billion dollars?” Freya raised a brow. “Did you forget Lawrence is notoriously stingy?”

“He’ll pay,” Jacob said with a yawn, his tone indifferent. “We’ve been rivals for years, and he’s never called me once. This time, he called nonstop.”

“I’ve got nothing else to add.” Freya handed it back. “Have him sign it first. I’ll get out of the car once he does.”

She couldn’t show her face until Lawrence agreed.

If he saw her, he’d dump Kristian on her without a second thought. If Kristian died, she’d bear the blame. If he lived, Lawrence could still wring out the original deal.

Jacob gave a lazy nod, taking the paper and pen as he stepped out. He was dressed in a loose-knit sweater, looking every bit as unbothered as ever.

Lawrence had been pacing in the corridor since the call, unsure when K or Jacob would appear.

He waited. And waited.

Then finally, footsteps echoed.

and a voice followed—dry and devoid of emotion, “Sign,

Lawrence frowned in confusion.

the paper and saw Jacob standing in

got fifty seconds,” Jacob

said, grabbing the pen—then froze at the figure on the

pointed at it,

𝗣𝗿𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝘆: 𝗀ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝗌﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺

“Yes.”

robbery!” Lawrence gaped, incredulous at

his voice carried a biting chill. “You can refuse. No

a wave of frustration crashing over him,

hurl the paper and pen right at Jacob’s smug face and shout, “I

giving in to that impulse would spell disaster for Kristian, and everything he’d done to lock

couldn’t let