Aurora Sterling spoke in all seriousness, bad-mouthing the fiancé she had never met, Damien Valerius, completely unaware that the man standing before her was Damien Valerius himself.
Aurora frowned. "So, I think you'd be better off just taking the money. If a hundred-thousand-dollar watch isn't enough, just name your price. I'll give you whatever you want."
'This is so frustrating!' Aurora was fuming internally, but the situation was not in her favor. She could only swallow her pride and compromise.
Damien Valerius stood there, listening to his little fiancée's terrible assessment of him. The corner of his mouth twitched. "Oh? What a shame..."
Hearing this, Aurora thought the insufferable scoundrel had finally seen reason and was ready to take the money and leave, dropping his demand for her to "take responsibility."
