"When the words fell, the man burst into loud laughter, somewhat maniacal, yet seemingly certain that she wouldn't do anything to him.
"Name your price," he said.
After a long while, Emma River spoke again.
The man held up one hand, all five fingers raised, looking at Emma with a smirk that was not quite a smile.
"500,000?" Emma squinted as she spoke.
She wasn't foolish; she knew that 50,000 wouldn't satisfy the vermin before her, but for her nowadays, even 500,000 was no small sum.
After divorcing Michael Leaf, she had no real estate to her name, and the few assets she did have struggled due to Michael's and Joshua Sulliven's influences, making them hard to maintain. It was only recently that she managed to purchase a decent apartment. She had to keep up appearances usually, so life was actually quite hard.
But if she didn't pay, this man in front of her would spill the details of what happened that year, which wouldn't be in her favor at all.
