"Richard, instead of expecting something impossible, why don't you give her what she wants? Wouldn't that be easier?"
"…"
"Did the culprit ask for something?" asked Sheylie in worry. "Did she ask for ransom?"
"Who knows?"
If Quinn did ask for ransom, Anxia was sure Richard would immediately issue whatever amount Quinn wanted. That man could afford to spend money on her, so he wouldn't hesitate to shell out a fantastic amount of money to make up for his daughter's safety.
Only, Anxia knew very well that what Quinn wanted wasn't ransom. After all, why would someone as wealthy as Quinn Heinest want money?
"Really, who is the perpetrator who has poisoned this poor child? How tough is that person?"
Richard still didn't answer, as if his whole brain had suddenly turned off to the point where he couldn't even think anymore.
