Chapter 1100

“Alright,” she said. “Talk. What do you want from me?”

Timothy flashed a knowing smile, cutting straight to the chase. “It’s nothing too serious, really. I’ve just hit a bit of a financial rough patch lately, so I figured I’d find you and ask if you could lend me some money.”

Holley’s expression soured instantly.

Her instincts had been spot on!

The sudden appearance of this man—there was no way he had come to her with good intentions.

And now, her fears were confirmed. He wanted money from her.

“I don’t have money to give you!” Holley said without hesitation.

After a brief pause, she added, “You know how things were for my family back then. We were never well-off.”

Timothy let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “Ms. Lewis, do you take me for a fool? More than twenty years ago, you could effortlessly pull out hundreds of thousands to bribe me. And now, suddenly, you expect me to believe you’re poor? Do you really think I’d fall for that?”

Holley’s body tensed, her mind racing to formulate a response. But before she could utter a word, Timothy continued, his voice laced with amusement, “Even if you’re struggling, your daughter certainly isn’t. She’s now the youngest attending physician in the Cardiac Surgery Department at the Grand Plains General Hospital. Someone with a career like that couldn’t possibly be strapped for cash. Why don’t you just ask her for some money?”

Holley’s face turned ashen.

Timothy even knew about that!

That meant he had either been keeping tabs on her for a long time or had done his homework before coming to her. Either way, it was a troubling revelation.

After a long silence, Holley finally muttered, “You don’t understand. My daughter and I aren’t on speaking terms right now. She won’t even talk to me, let alone lend me money. If I were to ask her for money, she’d flat-out refuse.”

Timothy feigned an understanding nod, a smirk playing on his lips. “Oh, I see. That’s unfortunate. Well then, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

A fleeting sense of relief washed over Holley. Just as she was about to speak, Timothy continued, “In that case, I’ll just ask Dr. Wright myself. I’m sure she’ll be more than willing to help me.”

With that, he stood up and turned to leave.

“Stop right there!” Holley called out, panic seeping into her voice.

Timothy halted mid-step, turning back with a self-satisfied grin. “Something wrong, Ms. Lewis? Have you had a change of heart?”

Holley’s fists clenched beneath the table. Her jaw tightened. “How much do you want?”

She knew that he wasn’t really asking her to lend him money; he was asking her to give him money. If she handed him money, he would never return it.

Hearing her question, Timothy leisurely sank back onto the sofa. “Not much—just five hundred thousand.”

Holley sucked in a sharp breath, her nails digging into her palm.

Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to remain calm. “I don’t have that kind of money available right now. Give me some time.”

“Two days,” Timothy’s tone left no room for negotiation. “If you don’t give me the money by then, I’ll have no choice but to pay Dr. Wright a visit.”

Holley glared at him, her hatred for the man deepening. “Fine! Two days it is. But this must be the last time! There will be no next time. Do you understand?”

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