Keira narrowed her eyes. "Speak."
Finley took a step forward, lowering his voice. "This truth of mine, even if I sell it to you for a hundred thousand dollars, it's still a bargain. The Olsen family is so rich…"
"Does the truth have something to do with the Olsen family?"
Keira clenched her jaw.
"Yes."
Finley gave a sneaky smile, "Actually, you're…"
Before he could finish his sentence, an angry voice ran out, "Finley Hill, Keira Olsen, what are you two doing?!"
Keira turned her head, only to see Isla, disheveled and still in her party dress, running toward them.
Finley chuckled, "I'm just doing business with my niece!"
Isla clenched her fists. "I already gave you the money!"
Finley shrugged: "But I need more money now."
"How much more?"
Isla took a deep breath. "I'll give it to you!"
Finley laughed. "Just now, my niece promised me a hundred thousand dollars!"
Isla tightly clenched her fists.
