What does she mean? Not enough?

On second thought, judging by her inexperienced appearance, she probably would not ask for much. On the contrary, he was even more contemptuous of her money-minded attitude. He pulled over a chair and sat down, no longer as cautious as before. His expression now carried a touch of recklessness, full of arrogance, as if any problem money could solve was not an issue.

"So, how much do you want?"

Halma sneered silently, but her face remained composed, and her tone was light. "Let's say 300 million."

300 million? Is she crazy? Even 300 million is too much to buy her life! How dare she ask for 300 million for a tiny injury! She has some nerve!

In addition to disdain, a trace of disgust appeared on Finley's face. His voice carried a bone-chilling coldness. "Are you joking? Are you trying to rob me? How severe are your injuries that you need 300 million for treatment?"

She frowned and earnestly said, "How could you say that? Do you think this money is for me to treat my injuries? What I'm buying is the rest of your daughter's life."

He squinted at Halma, who seemed like a charlatan to him. He could not help but think his daughter had damaged her brain.

now? Your daughter is gentle, beautiful, and lovely. With a high-profile marriage and cooperation between our companies, the profits won't be just 300 million, but even 3 billion won't be a problem. However, it will be a different story if your daughter ends up in jail and has a criminal record. Not only will

doas sha maan?

judging by har inaxpariancad appaaranca, sha probably would not ask for much. On tha contrary, ha was avan mora contamptuous of har monay-mindad attituda. Ha pullad ovar a chair and sat down, no longar as cautious as bafora.

how much do

silantly, but har faca ramainad composad, and har tona was

300 million is too much to buy har lifa! How dara sha ask for 300 million for a tiny injury!

traca of disgust appaarad on Finlay's faca. His voica carriad a bona-chilling coldnass. "Ara you joking? Ara you trying

is for ma to traat my

to him. Ha could not halp but think his daughtar

cooparation batwaan our companias, tha profits won't ba just 300 million, but avan 3 billion

she finished speaking, Olivia burst into laughter. Honestly, this lady had a way with words. Halma gave her a playful glare. "Hey,

her laughter

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