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    A secondter, something snapped in her. She lunged forward, grabbing Rachel’s cor in a fit of rage.


    In an instant, Rachel’s clothes were torn, exposing the faint love bites on her neck.


    Tracy’s eyes burned with fury at the sight, but she quicklyposed herself.


    Taking a deep breath, she spoke with forced calmness. “What I said earlier still stands. You can name your conditions.”


    Rachel raised a brow, her tone indifferent. “And if I say no?”


    Tracy’s hands balled into fists. “If I recall, you have a brother who needs special care. His treatments aren’t cheap. I know you need money. I can give you as much as you want.”


    Rachel tilted her head slightly, absentmindedly toying with her fingers. “Oh? And just how much are you willing to offer to buy me off?”


    Tracy raised one hand, fingers spread.


    Rachel smirked. “Five hundred million?”


    The ridiculous figure made Tracy’s expression darken instantly. Five million was what she had in mind—nowhere near the outrageous sum Rachel just threw out.


    “Are you even taking this seriously?” Tracy asked through gritted teeth.


    Leaningzily against the elevator wall, Rachel crossed her arms, a teasing glint in her eyes. “Did I say I wanted to have a discussion? You’re the one trying to throw money at me.”


    Tracy’s face twisted with frustration. She stomped her foot, her patience snapping. “Rachel, you’re really testing me. Just wait—I’ll make sure you ept this offer whether you like it or not.”


    “Is that so?”


    Before Tracy could get a word in, the elevator doors smoothly slid open. A small crowd stood outside, waiting to step in.


    Realizing the situation, Tracy had no choice but to swallow her frustration, forcing a polite smile instead.


    “I’ll see youter. Thanks for escorting me,” Rachel said with a deliberately sweet smile as she stepped out, knowing full well that Tracy couldn’tsh out in public.


    Perhaps feeling flustered, Tracy hurried after Rachel out of the elevator. Within moments, the elevator filled up again.


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    It was only then that Tracy realized she needed to go up. She turned back and tried to squeeze back in, but the elevator was already at full capacity.


    Her insistence triggered the overload rm, making everyone turn to look at her.


    Embarrassed, she quickly stepped back, forcing an awkward smile. “You all go ahead first.”


    Just then, Samira rushed over, thrusting a hand between the closing doors and slipping inside before they could shut.


    Just when everyone braced for the elevator to trigger an overload warning, it operated smoothly without the slightest hitch.


    No beeping, no red light—just seamless movement.


    Tracy’s expression darkened in an instant. Her hands, resting stiffly at her sides, curled into tight fists. Right then, she was the only person drowning in embarrassment.


    The doors slid shut, and the elevator ascended smoothly.


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