Just a few seconds ago, Yuan Yifan, engrossed in her surroundings, reveled in the grandeur of her new abode from her marriage into wealth.
The very next second, upon hearing the name Huang, her countenance changed drastically.
"I don't know anyone with the last name 'Huang,'" she stated to the maid.
"Young Mistress, Mrs. Huang said she has something significant for you."
With nerves mounting, Yuan Yifan rose from the chaise lounge by the floor-to-ceiling window and paced restlessly. After a struggle, she rushed out.
Standing outside the villa's iron gate, she darted frantic looks around, terrified of being seen with Dr. Huang.
"Why did you come to my house when I paid you off and said we should cease contact?"
"I came to return this to you."
"What?"
"Three hundred thousand."
"Why are you returning this, Dr. Huang? Has something happened?"
"Three hundred thousand for a million - only a fool would refuse. As you know, my daughter's studying abroad. I need the money."
