"One million dollars. You pay or l leave."
" one more condition," Elijah said, stepping closer, his voice lower as he whisper direct to her ears softly and gentle. "You have to make a transfer now before we begin."
Lucia paced nervously, her heart racing as she reached into her bag for her phone. The emerald-white light flickered on her screen as she pulled it out, casting an eerie glow across her face.
"What's your account number?" she said, fixing her gaze on Elijah, who stood besides her in the female birthroom with an infuriatingly playful smirk
Elijah chuckled and recited his account number, his voice a mix of mischief and charisma.
Seconds later, the faint vibration of his phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and couldn't help but beam—a bank transfer notification indicating that he had received the money, as he read.
[Bank transfer funds: $1.5 million.]
Just like that, he got that amount .
