A duck must not ruin Seraphina's grand plan!
Ethan Sterling looked at the bank card and laughed, "You're giving me money to leave her?"
What a funny joke this is.
He was always the one spending money to drown others, never thought there'd be a day when someone would slap a bank card in front of him.
Beatrice Fawcett stood to the side, glancing curiously at Ethan Sterling a few times, thinking his voice seemed somewhat familiar.
But she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.
Perhaps most pleasant voices just sound similar.
"Yeah, you're sticking around Seraphina just to make money, right? Just name your price, let's be frank about it."
Ronan Yates slapped the table, his face full of aggression.
But for some reason, no matter how Ronan acted fierce, Beatrice always felt that the simple presence of this man with a hidden face had a sovereign aura that Ronan couldn't match.
