Lionel never expected Sandra to make such a demand, and for a sum as high as fifty million.


    Fifty million wasn''t a huge amount for the Rosenberg family, but to give it to her for this reason seemed utterly unreasonable.


    "Sandra, that''s an outrageous request," Lionel said bluntly.


    Sandra froze for a few seconds, then turned to him and burst outughing.


    "Outrageous? How is it outrageous? I gave her my ce as Mrs. Rosenberg. I paid for your education and gave you connections. Isn''t all of that worth fifty million!"


    She had thought Lionel still had feelings for her, that he would not only give her the money but also continue to stand by her.


    But now, he wasn''t even willing to give her fifty million!


    For a moment, Sandra was at a loss for words, gasping for air as the machines connected to her began to beep frantically.


    A nurse, alerted by the change, rushed in.


    "Get out! You heartless bastard, get out! I''ll make sure everyone knows about the disgusting things you''ve done! Get out-"


    Sandra grabbed a pillow and hurled it at him. The nurse urged Lionel to leave, exining that the patient''s condition was unstable.


    With a heavy heart, Lionel watched as Sandra closed her eyes in despair, and reluctantly left.


    At that moment, he had no idea what to do next.


    If he really gave Sandra the fifty million, would she finally stop? Would she leave Hannah alone and stop causing trouble?


    If she could actually keep her word, then... maybe it was worth giving her the money.


    He drove away from the hospital, but halfway there, he suddenly remembered something.


    Why did Quennel go to Sandra''s hospital room?


    He had meant to ask earlier, but in the heat of the argument, he''d forgotten. It was toote to turn back now, and if he asked Quennel directly, he knew he wouldn''t get a straight answer.


    But what no one knew was that when Quennel had visited Sandra, he had casually ced a small listening device by her bed.


    Their entire conversation had been recorded.


    Quennel removed his earpiece, thought for a moment, and sent the audio file to Hannah.


    Hannah was at work and was


    curious why Quennel would


    suddenly send her atau


    Thinking it was a mistake, she sent back a question mark.


    Quennel: [It''s for you. Have a listen.]


    Since it wasn''t a mistake, she downloaded the file, put on her headphones, and started listening.


    Hannah''s expression was normal at first, but as she listened, her face gradually darkened.


    Samuel, sitting across from her, saw the change in his sister''s face and quickly asked what was wrong.


    Hannah didn''t say anything, just forwarded the audio file to him.


    Samuel initially thought it was some kind of gossip and eagerly put on his headphones.


    But his expression soon mirrored his sister''s, growing uglier by the second.


    The two of them shared a look and silently got up and walked to the breakroom.


    .n


    "You absolutely cannot let him give her that money! That''s marital property fifty million! The Woods fangily is in ruins, and now she has the nerve to say something like that."


    The Temple family wasn''t short on fifty million, but why should they let someone else get it for free?


    Never mind fifty million; they wouldn''t even give her five hundred.


    "Don''t


    idiot


    to sign the divorce


    papare go soft on him. That


    papers and now he wants


    huge transfer to his mistre


    Hannah sipped her coffee, thought for a moment, and let out a long sigh.


    "Find me a goodwyer. I''m going to file awsuit."