"Enna, please help us, I'm begging you, help us. Can I kneel down for you? I'm kneeling down to beg you."
Juliet Jordan said, and then she knelt.
With her kneeling, the whispers around them grew even louder.
Buzzing incessantly.
Juliet Jordan had no other option, she could only use this tactic to pressure Enna Clark. She had realized that this banquet seemed to be a very important occasion, and if Enna cared about her reputation, she wouldn't tear her face off with them to expose their past deeds.
"Enna, please help us, I'm begging you."
"15 million is enough..."
"No, make that 18 million."
With the remaining 3 million, give 1.2 million back to her brother, and with the 1.8 million, she could buy a suite, a car, and make a small investment, enough to live a very comfortable life.
"21 million, 21 million." Jacob Clark was still raising the price on the side.
