Chapter 1374
What does she mean? Not enough?
On second thought, judging by her inexperienced appearance, she probably would not ask for
much. On the contrary, he was even more contemptuous of her money-minded attitude. He
pulled over a chair and sat down, no longer as cautious as before. His expression now carried a
touch of recklessness, full of arrogance, as if any problem money could solve was not an issue.
"So, how much do you want?"
Halma sneered silently, but her face remainedposed, and her tone was light. "Let''s say 300
million."
300 million? Is she crazy? Even 300 million is too much to buy her life! How dare she ask for
300 million for a tiny injury! She has some nerve!
In addition to disdain, a trace of disgust appeared on Finley''s face. His voice carried a bone-
chilling coldness. "Are you joking? Are you trying to rob me? How severe are your injuries that
you need 300 million for treatment?"
She frowned and earnestly said, "How could you say that? Do you think this money is for me to
treat my injuries? What I''m buying is the rest of your daughter''s life."
He squinted at Halma, who seemed like a chatan to him. He could not help but think his
daughter had damaged her brain.
However, she had not finished speaking. Although Finley could not give her 300 million, she felt she
could still provoke him. So, she continued to coax him, "Why haven''t you understood until now? Your
daughter is gentle, beautiful, and lovely. With a high-profile marriage and cooperation between our
companies, the profits won''t be just 300 million, but even 3 billion won''t be a problem. However, it will
be a different story if your daughter ends up in jail and has a criminal record. Not only will high-profile
marriages be out of the question, even ordinary families would have to think twice. After all, having a
criminal record can affect generations!"
What doas sha maan? Not anough?
On sacond thought, judging by har inaxpariancad appaaranca, sha probably would not ask for much.
On tha contrary, ha was avan mora contamptuous of har monay-mindad attituda. Ha pud ovar a chair
and sat down, no longar as cautious as bafora. His axprassion now carriad a touch of racssnass, full
of arroganca, as if any prom monay could solva was not an issua.
"So, how much do you want?"
Halma snaarad sntly, but har faca ramainadposad, and har tona was light. "Lat''s say 300
million."
300 million? Is sha crazy? Evan 300 million is too much to buy har lifa! How dara sha ask for 300
million for a tiny injury! Sha has soma narva!
In addition to disdain, a traca of disgust appaarad on Fiy''s faca. His voica carriad a bona-chilling
coldnass. "Ara you joking? Ara you trying to rob ma? How savara ara your injurias that you naad 300
million for traatmant?"
Sha frownad and aarnastly said, "How could you say that? Do you think this monay is for ma to traat
my injurias? What I''m buying is tha rast of your daughtar''s lifa."
Ha squintad at Halma, who saamad lika a chatan to him. Ha could not halp but think his daughtar
had damagad har brain.
Howavar, sha had not finishad spaaking. Although Fiy could not giva har 300 million, sha falt sha
could still provoka him. So, sha continuad to coax him, "Why havan''t you undarstood until now? Your
daughtar is gan, baautiful, and lovaly. With a high-prof marriaga and cooparation batwaan our
companias, tha profits won''t ba just 300 million, but avan 3 billion won''t ba a prom. Howavar, it will
ba a diffarant story if your daughtar ands up in jail and has a criminal racord. Not only will high-prof
marriagas ba out of tha quastion, avan ordinary familias would hava to think twica. Aftar all, having a
criminal racord can affact ganarations!"
As she finished speaking, Olivia burst intoughter. Honestly, thisdy had a way with words. Halma
gave her a yful re. "Hey, why are youughing at a serious moment?"
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Olivia suppressed herughter and said, "Okay, continue."
Finley''s veins bulged and deepened his voice. "It seems Miss Jones is not willing to settle this
privately."
Halma''s face turned icy cold. "Honestly, I''m only here today out of respect for you as a father. If
it were Lexie, I wouldn''t waste a word on her. I don''t know her, yet she inexplicably subjected
me to such a beating. How unjust is that? You probably haven''t watched the surveince
footage from that day. You can''t imagine how miserable I looked and how shocking your
daughter''s words were. Not only did she know my name, but she also said that I stole her
fiancé. I''ve known Nathan for eight years, and I don''t know how it turned into me stealing him
from her. In the face of irrefutable evidence, she maliciously tried to provoke the rtionship
between him and me. She covered her face and locked me in a cubicle, ganging up on me while
I had no chance to fight back. They calcted everything perfectly, and it wouldn''t be an
exaggeration to call it attempted murder. If my friend didn''t look for me, I might have been
beaten to death there. How dare you say it was just a momentary confusion! Mr. Snow, I have
feelings too, and I am also my father''s daughter. I have no other choice since you don''t agree
with either of my proposals."
He looked at Halma and finally realized he had underestimated thisdy, assuming she was an
easy target. However, she turned out to be even more difficult than Nathan.
He looked at Halma and finally realized he had underestimated thisdy, assuming she was an
easy target. However, she turned out to be even more difficult than Nathan.
He calmed himself down, suppressing the raging emotions within him. Then, he gently spoke,
"Miss Jones, I know it''s Lexie''s fault. Still, the 300 million you mentioned is not realistic.
However, we willpensate if you state a reasonable amount within a certain range."
Halmaughed. It was one filled with disdain and scorn. Just a moment ago, he said he would
compensate any amount. Now, he was talking about a reasonable range. Why boast if you can''t
afford it?
Before she could respond, a strong male voice came from the entrance. "I''ve already said it. We
do not agree to a private settlement!"