Chapter 1167



Seated on the couch, her jaw clenched in frustration, Holley fumed. “Exactly! This time, Lamont didn’t even hesitate—he demanded two million straight away! Tell me, isn’t this outright extortion? He’s treating me like a cash cow!”

Baker’s expression darkened, his fists tightening. He gritted his teeth and muttered a curse under his breath. “Damn it! I knew it… That man won’t stop asking us for money!”

Holley nodded vehemently. “Exactly! Baker, just think about it—how long has it been since we gave him the five hundred thousand? He’s already squandered it all, and now he’s back for more? Two million this time? If we give in now, what will happen next? Next time, he’ll probably want three million, then five million—where does it end?” The more she spoke, the more her frustration mounted. She turned to Baker, her tone grave. “This isn’t just a problem—it’s a trap we’re sinking into! No, Baker, we can’t let this go on! We have to find a way to put an end to this.”

Baker’s eyes glinted with the same resolution. He already knew—this wasn’t just a one-time demand. Lamont would keep coming back for more money. If they caved again, it would never stop. This matter had to be resolved once and for all. And it couldn’t be delayed any longer.

After a prolonged silence, Baker finally spoke. “I’ll take care of this. You don’t need to worry about him anymore.”

Holley exhaled, nodding. “Alright.”

She knew that Baker was the only one who could handle this. There was nothing more she could do.

After a pause, Baker’s gaze sharpened as he looked at Holley. “Tell me everything that happened yesterday—every last detail.”

Up until now, Holley had only given him a brief summary of the matter over the phone. Taking a steadying breath, Holley recounted everything that had happened last night. As she spoke, Baker’s expression grew increasingly grim.

“We have to be extremely careful moving forward,” he said. “There’s no room for error. And as for you and Belinda… She has already made her stance clear—don’t…

Force it. Keep your distance from her. You can figure out how to mend things later.” Holley nodded. “I understand.”

Frankly, she had no interest in maintaining appearances around Belinda anymore.

Then, as if struck by a thought, Baker added, “And Sarai… If she stays in line, fine. But if she dares to use this against us again…” His voice dropped, his tone dark with menace. “We’ll make sure she never gets the chance to speak again. We can’t afford any loose ends.”

Holley’s lips curled into a cold smirk. “Agreed.” She was tired of being threatened.

At the Neurosurgery Department of the Grand Plains General Hospital, Belinda had noticed it all day—Kenia was not herself. She had been distracted, deeply unsettled.

Belinda knew why. The situation with Sarai still weighed heavily on Kenia’s mind.

Letting out a quiet sigh, Belinda turned to Kenia. “Grandma, get some rest early tonight.”

But Kenia met her gaze, her expression grave. “Belinda, tell me the truth—what really happened last night? If you don’t, I won’t be able to stop thinking about it. I won’t be able to eat or sleep properly. Do you really want to see me like that?”

“Grandma…” Belinda murmured, her voice tinged with resignation.

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