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?

The reality is you get the money you can. Let

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

her four little treasures in three years, missing them desperately. She couldn't bear the thought of

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

hands raised, neither advancing nor retreating, his usually cheerful eyes now filled with anxiety and concern. He was determined as

to Thalassa, "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, but in fact,

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Thalassa's throat. The pale, delicate skin was slashed and blood oozed out along the blade in

too heavily, fearing she'd lose her life due to

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