Xylia Xandrell looked at the golden card, feeling a sharp pain in her eyes.
Her heart, at this moment, was utterly cold.
Eight years of waiting, only to receive such a flimsy card.
Fifty million, did it buy her eight years of longing day and night?
Drip...
A tear dropped onto the back of the girl's hand.
Seeing the girl's sudden tears, Mason Bennett did not feel a bit of softness.
It didn't matter whether he knew her before or if she was the girl who often appeared in his dreams at midnight.
He couldn't allow himself to have any softness or compassion.
He absolutely would not permit such a ticking time bomb between him and Bella Green.
No matter what he might have promised, or if there had been emotions he didn't remember.
Let them think of him as heartless.
He would rather betray the whole world than betray Bella Green...
Even if the world criticized him, he wouldn't care.
