She thus bit the bullet and put away her pride, doing everything from begging on the streets and scamming strangers to dumpster diving and crashing into people for injury claims.

Yet, she still couldn't make ends meet. She knew she had to get a great sum if she wanted to escape this cycle of poverty.

Even if Thalassa herself wasn't wealthy, Callum, a businessman, definitely was!

Ten million dollars?

Susan was shooting for the stars with that request. Thalassa was taken aback, finding Susan's demand so naive as well.

Callum was merely an acquaintance of her. How could she expect him to fork over ten million dollars for her?

would he give me ten million dollars? Be realistic. The reality is you get the money you can. Let me go, and I'll give you two hundred thousand

now. Her grip on the knife trembled with hatred. A slip of

seen her four little treasures in three years, missing them desperately. She couldn't bear the thought of leaving this world without

million. Just let her go, now!" Callum's anxious voice emerged after

retreating, his usually cheerful eyes now filled with anxiety and concern. He was determined as he said

"You're still playing duplicity as before, Thalassa! Always saying you wanted nothing to do with Lysander, yet you were always by his side, being his prized possession. Now you say you have nothing to do with Callum,

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Thalassa's throat. The pale, delicate skin was slashed and blood oozed

to move or breathe too heavily, fearing she'd lose her life due to any further aggression

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