Chapter 1045

Chapter 1045:

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This time, however, was different. Casey asked him to give the embroidery to the Clifford family, specifically the bride, and it certainly involved that bride. The task involved people outside the family, something Davey would never approve of. Despite her usual courage, Jimena did not dare to do it.

Suddenly, Casey got out of bed and knelt before Jimena. "Please... Please, Jimena."

Jimena nervously tried to help Casey up, saying, “Ma'am, it's not that I don't want to help, but Davey scares me a lot. He…"

"It won't happen." Casey firmly held Jimena's hand and reassured her: "You don't have to go yourself. You just have to find someone you trust to deliver it to you.

Casey then promised, "As soon as the bride receives it, I assure you it will take you and your entire family away from Aurora, to any place you want, and it will provide you with a lot of money."

Hearing this, Jimena hesitated. Leaving Aurora was his biggest dream.

Jimena longed for a place with fair laws, where people were not judged by their status, a place where she could feel safe. She was tired of being seen as a simple commoner. Ambrosia seemed like the perfect escape. In Ambrosia, even those who could not read would not starve, and those who had skills could lead a better life. His family would not be branded as humble commoners, despised by others.

With such an opportunity before her, Davey's threats suddenly seemed less daunting.

Besides, Davey hadn't hurt anyone lately. Maybe he was becoming less volatile, or maybe she hadn't witnessed it.

In any case, this perspective moved Jimena deeply!

Jimena looked at Casey, already determined. “Madam, I am willing to help, but how much do you offer?”

Sometimes money can wield great power.

Jimena had served in Aurora for more than twenty years. Despite being a qualified doctor, they never showed her any respect. She had worked in the homes of the rich, where people looked down on her.

In Aurora, even middle-class families had their own family doctors.

Jimena had never wanted that role, nor to join the Glyn family, but circumstances had forced her. Now the opportunity had arisen for her to shed her status as a commoner. Who wouldn't want to take advantage of the opportunity to advance?

Casey didn't expect Jimena to ask her about the money. The amount I had in mind was considerable, but I was not aware of current prices. If he could get out, he planned to offer an amount that matched the external value.

After some thought, Casey quoted a figure that had been considerable twenty years earlier. "I can offer you five million."

“Five million?” Jimena was stunned. Then he scoffed. «Madam, with five million I wouldn't buy even the clasp of a necklace from your collection.»

Jimena knew the value of Casey's jewelry. Each piece was worth tens of millions, all of exceptional quality.

This was a side of Jimena that Casey had never seen before. The greed that had been lurking beneath the surface finally erupted.

"How much are you asking?" Casey asked.

Jimena, realizing that Casey was unaware of the current prices, responded, "Eighty million."

Jimena had initially thought about asking for one hundred million, but feared that asking for too much could jeopardize the negotiation. He voluntarily lowered the price by twenty million and settled for eighty million, which seemed fair to him.

Casey was surprised, but the deal seemed fine to him. He didn't like being in debt to anyone. The agreement was simple. She provided the funds and Jimena completed the task. He nodded. "OK".

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