Chapter 197

Suddenly, Badman was slapped across the face.

He frowned, meeting Clara’s eyes.

“You’ve got the face to say that? If it wasn’t for your gambling habits, losing all our money, almost getting yourself killed, would I be doing what I’m doing? Where do you think the money I’ve made has gone, huh?”

“Enough! Stop bringing up the past! That money is long gone. I’m still alive, aren’t I? As long as I’m breathing, I need more money!” Badman Calloway was done hearing it, caring little about his daughter’s tears. Plus, you should be thanking me! If it wasn’t for you giving birth to a rich man’s child, would you ever reach the upper class?? Would you have a comfortable life like this?!”

Clara clenched her fists. This is a comfortable life?!”

Living in constant fear, worrying about Emmett finding out the truth, not even daring to acknowledge her own son. Was this her idea of a comfortable

life?

“You don’t consider this comfortable? At least you’re not starving! My pockets are down to a hundred bucks. After today’s meal, I’ll be going hungry tomorrow!”

“1. I can give you ten grand,” Clara didn’t want to argue anymore.

the outcome, he wouldn’t

a gambler to turn over a new leaf was pretty much a pipe

up on that hope.

beggar to you? That’s not even

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be earning a decent wage at the Melendez Group, but that money was owed to

married, things needed to be clear!

pay off her debts once, it was only

“You figure it out! But I need three million in three days! My flight’s

Clara was speechless.

money

Badman Calloway stated matter–of–factly, “And let me tell you, you better not get in my way! Or I’ll hold a grudge

there came a knock at the door.

“Clara, it’s me.”

Emmett?!

have to

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