"..."
Eliza Long looked at Hallie Morgan, "You, do you really not want the money our family is offering you?"
Hallie lifted her head.
Even though she was fond of money, she had her principles. She would never profit from others' misfortunes!
She said, "Who's in need of such small money?"
"You…" Eliza's cheeks swelled with frustration, on the verge of cursing.
A woman by her side stopped her, examining Hallie up and down, "No wonder you had the guts to help the man we, the Long family, wanted to oust, escape. Little girl, are you sure you don't want anything? This is the last time I'm asking."
Eliza quickly suggested, "You could ask us to spare your Aunt Sydney."
Hallie chuckled, "Why would I ask for that? You can't do anything to Aunt Sydney right now. It's broad daylight, do you still think you can do whatever you want? I don't need this, and I didn't help her because she's from the Long family."
