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?

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

Her grip on the knife trembled with hatred. A slip

especially not at Susan's hand. She hadn't seen her four little treasures in three years, missing them desperately. She couldn't bear the thought of leaving this

I'll give you ten million. Just let her go, now!" Callum's anxious voice emerged

advancing nor retreating, his usually cheerful eyes now filled with anxiety and concern. He was determined

you have nothing to do with Callum, but in

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said as she pressed the knife against Thalassa's throat. The pale, delicate skin was slashed and blood oozed out along

trying not to move or breathe too heavily, fearing she'd lose her life due

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