What on earth, using this little money to "buy off" us?!
"In every box, there's a million in cash and a twenty-million-dollar check." Nora Scott continued, holding a megaphone, "Sign your name and you can take it."
Fátima raised an eyebrow.
Quite bold.
Checks weren't enough; she had to use a million in cash for the show, creating a visual impact.
She chewed on a sunflower seed.
"Nora Scott! What do you take us for?!"
The hot-tempered Elder Carter was furious and charged directly at Nora Scott.
Just as he took two steps forward, Nora Scott didn't even blink, and Rosie Sullivan rushed over, grabbed Elder Carter's arm, and pushed him back a step.
Several elders were somewhat adept when they were younger, not much worse than Rosie Sullivan, but after becoming elders, they had bodyguards and attendants with them, so they naturally became lax in martial arts. Coupled with their age, they were simply no match for Rosie Sullivan.
Elder Carter was furious, "Are you rebelling?!"
