But immediately afterward, she spoke earnestly, her tone devoid of any joke.
"I've caused you trouble because of me, I have to repay you."
She never owed anyone a favor, nor did she accept charity.
Even if the person was Landon Lockwood, it wouldn't work.
Landon Lockwood frowned, a trace of displeasure flashed across his face.
Why are things so clear-cut?
He felt both annoyed and amused, so he casually reported a number.
"Just relying on my connections, taking Jadefall Hospital from Tristan Lowell would cost at least eighty million."
Cora Lowell did not refute, nor did she question, she simply stood up from his embrace, turned around, walked to the bag beside the coffee table, and took out her phone.
"I'll send you half first, and the rest will be settled after the deal is done."
After a few operations were completed, the phone in Landon Lockwood's pocket suddenly rang.
Bank account notification.
He took it out and looked, his pupils constricted slightly.
