Finally, the phone rang, the sound was very sudden, and Elizabeth White opened her eyes abruptly. After realizing it, she hastily brought the phone close to her ear.
"How much do you want for the negatives?" The cold voice of Felix Shaw drilled into her ear, and Elizabeth White snorted self-deprecatingly, deliberately dragging out her voice, "Well... Director Shaw, you are the one asking me now. Shouldn't your attitude be a bit nicer?"
"Cut the crap! Name your price!"
In the luxury car, Felix Shaw clearly had no patience. It's not unusual for wealthy ladies to pay for duck services, but since it involved his own mother, he wouldn't allow such photos to get out, even if his father saw them and got angry. It was all for his mother's reputation.
And sending the photos was nothing more than Elizabeth White seeking to extort some money. Matters that money can solve are not actually problems.
