"Billions?"
Smith Brown laughed so hard he bent over and pounded the table:
"Are you people crazy? Or am I? You actually dare dream of billions?! Who gave you the nerve? Was it our boss?"
His expression suddenly turned cold.
"This two hundred thousand is hush money. Take it and keep your mouths shut. If our boss finds out you've been talking, you'd better carefully consider the consequences!"
As he spoke, his eyes seemed to contain blades. He coldly swept his gaze over Mathilda's parents and sister before snorting and turning to leave:
"Don't bring disaster upon yourselves. You're smart people. You should know how to handle this. Don't disappoint our boss!"
"..."
Mathilda's parents watched Smith Brown's retreating back. Their bodies trembled as fear, fury, and anger welled up inside them. Their faces flushed red, and only after Smith Brown had completely disappeared did Mathilda's stepmother finally scream:
"This is too much!~~"
Mathilda said nothing. She merely sat to the side, her eyes somewhat vacant as she stared out the window.
She was thinking about Ding Ling.
Her parents had done that to Ding Ling.
She was ashamed, frustrated, pained, and miserable... Her emotions surged tumultuously, making it impossible for her to calm down.
"I'm going to talk to Stanfield."
Mathilda's father was trembling with rage as well. He wanted to light a cigarette to calm himself, but even the hand holding it was shaking. After struggling for a long time, he finally managed to light it. He took a deep drag, and only when the smoke entered his lungs did his trembling subside somewhat:
"He's too greedy. There's no sense of honor in doing this. Who in our line of work will dare do business with him in the future? Billions! He swallowed it all in one bite.