[IRAYA]
[Jason: Babe, we're at a Bar. I'm treating my friends right now, so if you can just send the cash to my account, that'd be great. You can consider it my birthday gift. Just send $100,000. Me and the boys are gonna party all night, and later I'll treat them to a five-star hotel.]
I sneered, my grip on the phone tightening. Oh, I knew exactly who he planned to treat to that five-star hotel—Kylie.
And $100,000? Did he seriously think I was foolish enough to transfer that kind of money?
Dream on, Jason.
If he thought he could manipulate me into financing his night of debauchery, he was in for a rude awakening. This wasn't a birthday gift—this was a blatant cash grab.
