"Olivia, do you even know who I am?" Selene asked incredulously, her voice sharp enough to cut the glass. "Do you think fifteen million is something I have never seen before?"
Clenching her fist, she spoke through the grit of her teeth. "If you have forgotten, let me remind you —I am the daughter of New York's wealthiest family, the Martins. A few million is something I discard without a second thought."
Of course, Olivia knew. But she also knew that even this couldn't change anything now.
"Ms. Martin, I know, but I am not lying to you. The contract that you signed isn't a difficult one. It made sure that the brand holds the most benefits, even the freedom to cancel the contract at the minimum cost." Olivia said, sighing in disappointment.
"With whose permission did you make me sign such an absurd contract? Selene accused, her tone laced with venom. "Did you get some benefit out of it?"
