Presque smirked at Clara's shocked expression, which was depicted as if the world had come to an end.
'Did she think that they were in a marketplace where she could bargain for this? How naïve!'
"Money? Hahahahhhaha…. Do you have any? I don't think that, with your attitude, you can even afford half of that. Besides, half will not be enough motivation for me to take this risk. So…. can you pay me?"
"I-" Clara bit her lips as the wheels in her brain spanned wildly.
… and that was when he dropped the bombshell of his subsequent request.
This exclamation was even louder than the first when Presque had requested for the 100 million.
"… but I'm married, and this is my husband's case!"
"I am married, too," he pointed out calmly, "…but I am still willing to do this for you. So, what right do you have to preach righteousness to me?"
