"How much do you want?" asked Savannah coldly, in rage and fury.
"We're not one of those greedy people," Dalton said quickly, "a lucky number, seven million."
Now their niece married into the richest family in LA, the request didn't seem unreasonable.
"Seven million? I don't think I'm worth so much," said Savannah sarcastically.
The servants in the room covered their mouths and laughed quietly. Old Sterling almost lost his patience. The couple had asked for four million when Valerie married Devin, and now they wanted to sell their brother's daughter?
"Savannah, how can you say that?" A little embarrassed, Dalton did not bother to talk to his niece. He just looked at old Sterling and waited for his reply.
In fact, old Sterling had been too kind to bear the rudeness of the couple. He didn't need to talk with them in person, and he could refuse them directly. It was all for Savannah's sake that he didn't drive them away.
