The Billionaire's Secret Quartet

Susan's life had been a series of misfortunes, and now she was resorting to such drastic measures for some cash! The more she thought about it, the more she felt a bitter resentment growing inside her. Her chest heaving with emotion, she blurted out, "I don't care if it's you or Joshua who gives me the 200 million, I'll put the kid down right now. You can take him away! Otherwise, forget about it!"

Lysander knew Susan all too well. If she got what she wanted, she would only escalate her demands and certainly wouldn't release her leverage so easily. Human greed knows no bounds, and Susan was a prime example of this. Hadn't she once held a knife to Thalassa's throat, demanding money from Callum in a similar situation?

Lysander glanced at his watch, unfazed, and said, "What do you need 200 million for? That amount would last you a lifetime for ordinary living, but if you're prone to luxury, even 200 million wouldn't suffice." "I have my reasons for needing the 200 million, and it's none of your business. Just get the money ready. Once it's ready, I'll release the hostage," Susan said, her breaths short, eyes darting suspiciously at Lysander.

"What about next time, Susan? Don't you realize how insatiable your appetite is?" Lysander said calmly, adjusting his cufflinks leisurely.

you, there won't be a next time. After I give you the child,

give you the money and you still decide to drop the

absurd! That would make me a murderer. What good is money if I'm not

if we don't give you the money, both you and the child would die, is that it? If you're prepared to die, why cling to the 200 million? Wouldn't losing your life over it be

Lysander's words plunged her into self-doubt. She had gone through all this trouble, sitting on the windowsill with the child, threatening not just the

persuaded by Reginald to let her jump, solving two problems at once without any liability on their part, how perfect that would be