Mission To Remarry

The man chuckled. “Goodness, I'm telling you the truth. In the end, we're just working for someone else. Why would I want to con you?”

Before Aubree could respond, the man, his voice colder, went on, “But even if I did con you, would you turn me in to the police? I doubt it. The police in Chanaea would come for you, and you'd be detained and sent back to your country.”

Aubree's face turned ashen as he threatened her, but she knew she couldn't do anything about it.

After all, she was in a strange land where no one knew her.

To put it plainly, no one might even notice if she were to disappear or die here.

She didn't dare report him to the police.

“I don't have that much money,” she replied through gritted teeth.

She had left the country with only five million.

a new ID for herself, and renting a place to stay, she only had a

and a few hundred thousand wouldn't be enough. There was no way she could come up with one million to pay the

arched a brow at her words and gave her a once-over.

with disgust as she watched

real face looks better, but this is acceptable as well. Plus, you used to be the daughter of a rich man. I've never slept with a rich man's daughter

on her face. “Your real face looks better, but this is acceptable as well. Plus, you used to be the daughter of

obvious suggestion that she should pay with her body.

darkened. “How dare you?”

Christina. Please look for someone else if

the ID in her hand.

refused to hand it over.

She would lose everything if they took it back, and she would have no more money to disguise herself.

paper. The important stuff is on our computers. We can destroy it whenever

already all over her as he spoke.

palpably as she balled her hands into fists. She looked as if she might slap the