“Fine, I’ll talk then. I want a Villa on San Pelegrino Hill and $15 million in cash. These are my terms. They are non-negotiable.”
It was the contents of her conversation with Mark from three days ago, trimmed into a few sentences, enough to simplify the matter, enough to clearly define her as a wicked, gold digger!
Her pregnancy out of wedlock had also been dragged out and turned into a cock and bull story by netizens. Some netizens had even published her phone number and identification number. Her phone was ringing off the hook from spam phone calls, forcing her to turn off her phone. She was now holed up in the hotel, too afraid to even step out!
Previously, when she met up with Mark, she was very careful with her words, as she was afraid that the conversation might be recorded. Unfortunately, her nervousness in the process was her downfall...
At that very moment, Atticus calmly faced an interview by the media, detailing his dispute with her. Atticus’s previous students also stepped out to be his witnesses. As she watched the scene unfold before her on television, she screamed like a madwoman, “What did I ever do? Atticus West! Why did you have to do this to me?”
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