Chapter 991

Chapter 991:

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Charli understood the psychology of the rich well. He knew that they hated complications and would probably choose to pay to solve problems and keep the peace.

Luis, having seen through his facade, asked with a smile, "So, what's your solution?"

«I have already said it. Just compensation for the clothes. It is not a significant amount. Five million should cover it.

"Oh!" Even Luis, a billionaire, was surprised by her boldness and giggled. "You're not aiming low, are you?"

"It's really not that much," Charli insisted. He considered the sum to be important to ordinary people, but not to someone like Mitchel.

For context, his monthly income was slightly over ten thousand, and with bonuses, his annual income was barely close to three hundred thousand. Amassing five million would require more than a decade of saving every penny of your salary.

Although her salary was modest, Charli owned numerous designer items, perks she accrued through side benefits.

In the hospital environment, wealthy patients often underestimated nurses, considering them more upright than nightclub hostesses. However, they were oblivious to the fact that some nurses took advantage of these opportunities to increase their income through less transparent means.

For those wealthy people, five million was something trivial, just the expense of an elegant dinner or an evening at a luxury club. For them, paying that sum was preferable to risking a scandal or wasting time in protracted disputes.

Hearing Charli's words, the manager was quick to intervene: "The amount is reasonable. Let's fix it like this. "I'll make sure Charli keeps it a secret from then on."

Both the manager and Charli found this resolution satisfactory.

Luis's suspicion was spot on. The manager and Charli had a covert relationship and often employed tactics such as playing good cop/bad cop.

Since the manager couldn't support Charli's lavish lifestyle, he had advised her to strategically extract money from wealthy patients.

They were meticulous in selecting their targets, often opting for those who had secrets to hide, such as extramarital affairs or sensitive medical matters, capturing incriminating evidence, potentially using it as blackmail when necessary.

Their operations were infrequent, which helped them avoid detection.

On this occasion, Charli had set the trap, knowing that the manager was on duty, something essential to ensure a smooth operation.

However, they had not anticipated finding themselves with a tough nut to crack.

"Yes, the truth is that it's not a big deal," Luis commented nonchalantly, standing with one hand in his pocket, observing the situation.

The manager was about to celebrate Luis's apparent acquiescence when he added: "Probably enough to get a sentence of about fifteen years."

A tense silence enveloped the room.

Frustrated and feeling mocked, Charli challenged him: "What do you mean? Do you like playing with people?

Trying to act as a mediator, the manager intervened: “Mr. Stevens, please think twice. He will hurt his friend if this goes any further. I have convinced Charli, despite her distress, to settle for a modest sum. It seems that your friend also prefers a calm resolution.

Aware of Luis's connections with the hospital director, the manager had initially been suspicious. However, since Charli had already taken matters into her own hands, he felt obligated to support her. If the situation escalated, he feared Charli might implicate him. Therefore, he was determined to protect their interests, ensuring that there were no setbacks.

Their experience told them that the VIP pavilions, like the normal ones, lacked surveillance cameras except in the hallways, which gave them an advantage in the absence of direct evidence or witnesses.

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