Chapter 390

Charlotte almost lost her voice screaming, “You're crazy to call me

directly! What if someone finds out?"

"Good Charlotte, what are you afraid of? I'm not stupid, I'm using a

disposable phone number. I'll throw it away after the call, no one will

know."

Charlotte sat back on the bed with a sigh of relief, "I told you not to

come back, why did you come back? The police are watching very

closely now, they might find you!"

Thomas smiled thievishly, "Just not enough money. Had to come back

to you."

"Damn it, did you go gambling again? I've given you two million before!

Have you ever seen two million in your life? Did you spend it all so

quickly?" Charlotte got angry and opened her mouth to scold,

regardless of her usual gentle and virtuous image.

"Got an itchy hand and couldn't control it. Besides, you're here, right?

You have plenty of money now, so let me enjoy it too." At the other end

of the phone, Thomas was quite straightforward, as if he was sure

Charlotte would give him everything.

"Get lost! You've failed to do what you were told to do, and you still

have the nerve to ask for money? Leave Khebury and don't ever come

back!" She really regretted that she had asked this useless bastard to

do the job. Not only did she not get the job done, but he caused a lot of

trouble.

"Good Charlotte, I don't have any money on me, and it costs quite a lot

staying in these hotels."

“If you dare to call me like that again, I'll tear your mouth off! What do

you think you are?" Charlotte's face showed a ruthless look, as if she

wanted to skin him alive through the screen.

"Hey, hey, hey, I know you're something now. Give me another ten

million and I'll leave Khebury and never come back!" Thomas's voice

was tinged with disdain; she had winced under him and begged him for

help, but now she was just so snobbish.

“Ten million!" Charlotte couldn't help but raise her voice and shout, "Do

you think I have a money printing machine? I may be the daughter of

the Heath family, but I'm not in charge of their money! How can I get so

much cash!"

Although she was well fed and clothed, she had all the clothes, jewelry

and bags at home, and she could buy anything she wanted with a black

gold credit card without limit. But definitely she could not get any cash

from the credit card! Cecelia would give her two million pocket money

every month.

The last time she gave Thomas cash, it was from her pocket money.

Now, she didn't have $10 million in cash on hand either, and even if she

asked and Cecelia would give her the money, how would she explain to

Cecelia? What the money would be used for?

“You can think of a way." Thomas sneered, "You are so rich now. The

money is definitely a problem to you, right? I'll take this money and I

promise not to appear in front of you again! I'm not going to gamble

anymore, and this money is enough to last me a lifetime. I'm in Khebury

now, I'll leave as soon as I get the money!"

“I don't have that much money, five million at the most." Charlotte's

eyes went cold, her voice impatient.

"Five million? That's not enough. You'd better raise the money as soon

as possible. The longer I stay in the city, the more dangerous the

situation will be for you. You don't want me to get caught either, right. I

can't stand the interrogation, and it would be bad if I dragged you down

with me then.”

It was simply a blatant threat, Charlotte clutched the bed sheet and

rubbed it extremely wrinkled.

Damn Thomas, how dared he threaten her!

"Good Charlotte, you don't want anyone to know about the relationship

you and I used to have, do you? Now if you give me the money, I

promise not to reveal a single word about you. Although, I have missed

your body to death. But I knew better than to disturb your life, right?

Miss Heath." Thomas added more wood to the fire.