The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1330 Compensation of Ten Million  

“You’re Janet, aren’t you? The one who killed my sister? What did she do to deserve that?”

“You won’t escape our grasp, you monster!”

“Either go to jail or compensate us financially! We won’t let you get away with this!”

The towering men fired off accusations, their greedy, predatory gazes roving over Janet, calculating the potential monetary gain they could squeeze from her.

The supposed kin of the late Vivi bore no signs of genuine grief in their eyes, only ruthless greed and cold calculation, akin to a pack of wild beasts hungrily sizing up their next meal. Their brazen stares and vulgar words ignited a flame of fury in Janet.

She didn’t believe they were seeking justice for Vivi; instead, it seemed like a thinly veiled attempt to exploit her supposed guilt for their own financial gain.

“Seems to me you’re more interested in my wallet than in justice,” Janet retorted, struggling to keep her anger in check. “If it’s just money you want, I suggest you turn around. We have nothing further to discuss.”

balled his hands into fists, his eyes blazing with fury. “Your wallet? Mind your words! You took my niece from us. Isn’t it fair that we get some recompense? Money can’t fix what you’ve done. It’s only just that you pay with your own

What’s wrong with

a grave sin. If we call the cops, you could be behind bars for life. Consider

few venomous words, they’d pinned the murder on Janet. She nearly laughed in bitter disbelief. “So, how much will it

up at the prospect of extortion, a spark

eyes gleaming as he raised a single

disbelief, “One million?”

shoulders, his chin jutting out defiantly. “One million? That’s a pittance… It doesn’t begin to cover Vivi’s lost life. She was young, vibrant, with a full life ahead. Fair compensation would be a hundred million! But we won’t be that

couldn’t help a cold, bitter laugh,

so-called family were merely leeches, devoid of emotion. They showed no interest in the truth of Vivi’s demise; they simply saw it as a golden opportunity to fill their pockets. For them, the identity of the perpetrator didn’t matter as long as they were paid off. Vivi’s tragic end never factored into their twisted equation.

like a tidal wave. These people had started slinging mud at Janet the moment they saw her. They weren’t here

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