Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed novel Chapter 360

Murray came from a well-off family, but he made his way to where he is today through his relentless hustle.

He had encountered plenty of folks like Maisie and Farley before.

All high and mighty in their speech, but deep down, it was all about squeezing out a bit more cash during negotiations.

Sure enough—

Maisie’s eyes flickered: “Since you’re being so straightforward, I’ll cut to the chase. The harm you've done to my daughter is done, and compensation is due. We're not asking for much, just this amount…”

She stretched out her hand.

Murray raised an eyebrow.

Maisie: “Fifty million, not a penny less!”

“Ha…” This time, Murray genuinely laughed.

Not out of anger or fury, but because he truly found it absurd.

Farley, too, was stunned by his own mom’s outrageous demand.

Weren’t they initially talking about five hundred thousand?

How did two zeros get added?!

Maisie: “What’s so funny? My daughter’s youth, her body, her health, they can’t be measured in money!”

Murray smirked. “So, they can’t be measured in money, or are they just worthless? Think carefully before you speak.”

How many times had Millie tried to play him, and he hadn’t minded, considering she had been by his side for a while. And now these people dared to ask for money?

Really, desperation had driven them mad!

“What do you mean?” Maisie’s face darkened, “How dare you say my daughter is worthless?!”

“Because she's a cheat. Throwing herself at men, scheming to get pregnant, and then ending it all on her own.”

Murray: “Firstly, Millie isn’t worth that much; secondly, your threats have no effect on me.”

“And lastly—get as far away from me as possible! Call security!”

At the command, the assistant immediately picked up the phone.

Security arrived swiftly, escorting Maisie and her son out of the building.

“Ouch—” Maisie yelped as she landed on her behind.

“Mom—Are you okay?” Farley rushed to help her up, but he was hardly in better shape himself.

His hair was a mess, and his T-shirt was wrinkled from the scuffle.

Using the revolving door for support, Maisie stood up and cursed: “What a load of crap! That damned Murray! Thinks he can throw us out?! Asshole…Fuck, we finally make it in, and Murray’s just impenetrable, won’t budge an inch!”

“Mom, what if he doesn’t agree? Are we not getting any money? It’s all your fault, wasn’t it supposed to be just five hundred thousand? Why’d you suddenly jump to fifty million? You think these rich folks are idiots?”