Chapter 10

Moreover, Lowell had checked them out; they were just an average family of four and were unlikely to

pose any real threat to him.

It was all in his head.

Tarquin’s guard came down, and with it, his interest in Elysia waned.

“Handle it, Lowell,” he instructed, his attention shifting back to the texts on his phone and left

her aside.

Lowell produced thepensation agreement they had prepared earlier, “Miss, since you’ve admitted

the kid is yours, and with the evidence we have, it’s time to pay up.”

Raising a kid alone is tough, but it’s no excuse to get off scot–free.

Tarquin wasn’t some kindhearted phnthropist who’d let a multimillion–dor car get trashed without

demanding restitution.

The parents should be responsible for kids‘ misdeeds, and that was the price she should pay as the

mother of her undereducated kid.

Elysia’s face tensed. She believed Evan wouldn’t cause trouble for no reason, but wrecking someone’s

car was indeed his fault.

Elysia asked sheepishly, “How much does he want?”

“Fifty million.”

“What?!!” Elysia’s voice shot up several octaves, “Fifty million? Is he out of his mind?!”

Lowell was taken aback.

Tarquin, mid–text, just looked up, “If you don’t want to settle this privately, we can always call the

police.” Tarquin was clearly getting irritated.

“No police!” Elysia blurted out quickly.

With the evidence stacked against them, Evan had no leg to stand on. If the police got. involved, they’d

surely take her in as the guardian, and if she went to jail, what would be of her kids?

“The car’s worth fifty million?” she asked.

“Yes, that’s the current market value for that model.”

Elysia took the bill Lowell offered and nced at it, her lips twitching.

“I… I’m not opposed to settling, and I can pay, but I don’t have that kind of money. Can we settle for

less?”

Lowell didn’t dare decide alone and looked at Tarquin.

Tarquin eyed Elysia coldly, “How much can you pay?”

Elysia stammered, “5… 500, maybe?”

Tarquin and Lowell were both speechless.

From fifty million to five hundred, she had just dropped five zeros.

“Call the police! Let them handle it!” Tarquin stood up to leave, clearly not interested in wasting more

time on Elysia.

Elysia panicked, “Wait!”

Tarquin didn’t stop or turn back.

Elysia bit her lip, steeled herself, and blurted out, “You want money? Fine, but take off your clothes

first!”

Tarquin froze, confused, “What?”

“Take them off! Your jacket, your shirt, all of it, off!”

Tarquin and everyone else were stunned.

…ny had tried to seduce their CEO, but no one had ever been so blunt by demanding he strip on the

spot and in front of an audience!

This woman wasn’t just beautiful; she was bold!

Tarquin’s lips were a tight line, his face darkening with anger as he red at Elysia, every word

deliberate, “Do you even know what you’re saying?”

Intimidated by the murderous look in his eyes, Elysia swallowed hard but held her ground, “I said you

can have your money, but take off your clothes first.”

She couldn’te up with fifty million if her life depended on it, and she wasn’t about to go to jail, so

she needed to confirm if he was the same man from that night years ago.

If he was, she’d use that one night as leverage to wipe the debt clean.

He had promised to make her the happiest and most honored woman in the world. She didn’t need his

happiness, just to settle this issue.

And about the kids….

He didn’t know she had borne his children, so he wouldn’te after them, not yet.

Once she had divorced Tarquin, she’d take the kids and leave lind Mit