Chapter 122


    Tarquin shot her a disdainful look, then got straight to the point, “Come over to my ce tomorrow.”


    “Huh?”


    “To look after Elijah.”


    Elysia blinked and was a bit dazed, “What do you mean?”


    Tarquin flicked the ash from his cigarette. The smell mingling with the air made Elysia cough a few


    times.


    Tarquin frowned in annoyance, but he extinguished his cigarette nheless.


    “Benjamin mentioned you’re versed in child psychology and have some medical skills. You’re already


    briefed on Elijah’s condition; he has bipr disorder. From tomorrow, you’re going to start as a nanny


    and take care of him.”


    Despite the many questions still swirling in his head, after using Emmett to interrogate her at the mall


    today, he no longer doubted her. And with Elijah’s condition worsening, he couldn’t afford to hesitate


    anymore.


    That’s why he hade.


    Elysia was stunned upon hearing it.


    Was he asking for a favor?


    Was this how you ask someone for help?


    She thought he wasing to tie up loose ends!


    Once Elysia understood his purpose, she regained some boldness,


    “I get where you’reing from. Any parent would do whatever it takes to help their kid, but I can’t


    agree to your request. I…”


    Before she could finish. Tarquin cut her off impatiently, “I’m not here to ask you for a favor; I’m here to


    give you an order.”


    Elysia red, “An order? On what grounds do you order me around?!”


    He said coolly, “Because you owe me money.”


    Elysia was deted like a balloon, her bravado suddenly vanishing. The little bit of confidence she had


    mustered up dissipated.


    Lips quivering, Elysia muttered, “About the fifty million… I… Didn’t I mention that before? Your girlfriend


    started it by hitting my son, and he only scratched your car in retaliation. That debt should be settled,


    right? We’re even.”


    A hint of mockery shed in Tarquin’s eyes. He didn’t bother to rify his rtionship with N, simply


    stating, “If someone hit your son, take it up with them. Your son damaged my car, so I’ming to you.


    If you have a problem with that, I’ll see you in court.”


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    Elysia was fuming, her lips pressed tightly as she red at him. She wanted to hit this man.


    Tarquin, with his handsome face, looked at her and continued, “Either pay me back now, or start as a


    nanny at my ce tomorrow. Your choice.”


    Elysia huffed, “You know I don’t have the money and yet you’re making me choose. Do I even have a


    choice?!”


    “Good. Be at my ce tomorrow to start as a nanny.”


    “What if I refuse?”


    “We’ll get the police involved.”


    “You…”


    “You have one minute to decide. If you can’t, I’m calling the cops.”


    “Are you… Do you even realize you’re bullying me?”


    “No clue. All I know is that debts are meant to be repaid. You’re not skipping out on me.”


    Elysia was speechless.


    Tarquin nced at his watch, starting the countdown.


    Elysia’s heart hammered in time with the ticking second hand. As the minute drew to a close, she


    blurted out, “I’ll go! I’ll be at your ce tomorrow!”


    Tarquin, expressionless, wasn’t surprised by the oue. He started the car, issuing an eviction,


    “I’ll send someone to pick you up in the morning. Get out.”


    Elysia, cheeks puffed in anger, held onto herst shred of dignity. “I’m not a morning person, so don’t


    come looking for me at the crack of dawn. After eight–thirty!”


    Tarquin rolled his eyes, ignoring her.


    The moment Elysia’s feet hit the pavement, the car zoomed away, sshing her with slush.


    Elysia, breathing erratically with anger, watched his taillights disappear and cursed under her breath for


    a long time before finally heading home.