At present June had learned to be smart, she would not avoid them anymore. Instead, she faced them and solved the problem decisively.
June then picked up Adah's phone. On the phone, Adah was still very sarcastic.
"June, your father's company is in trouble. Do you know? The only person who can help him now is your husband, Jonas. As the daughter of the Zhang’s family, shouldn't you do something to help your father get through this hardship?" Adah asked directly.
June was so angry that she almost spat blood. Adah was really good at scheming.
When she was useful, they would make full use of her. In the past, she had never heard Adah mention that Mark was her father. She would only call her an illegitimate child. But at present, when Mark was in trouble, she became the daughter of the Zhang’s family and she had to do something to help.
"Why should I help him? He never gave me any benefits, and he never recognized me as his daughter. I'm a stranger to him and you. I won't help him," June refused directly. She didn't want to be a pushover and be bullied by others.
"June, what do you mean by saying that? If it weren't for your father, would you have been conceived? You are being ungrateful now," Seeing her refuse, Adah instantly became furious and scolded her.
"I didn't beg him to let me come to this world. Besides, I've never experienced fatherly love since I was a child. Adah, I won't be used by you anymore. I'm not so ignorant," June sneered.
Adah was enraged. She was such a stubborn girl.
"Well, as long as you help your father get through this hardship, I won't make things difficult for you and your mother anymore. I won't ask you divorce Jonas, too. Are you satisfied?" Adah just wanted to solve the current problem as soon as possible, so she would give June such a great advantage.
"I don't believe what you said, unless you put it down in black and white. Also, let him pay us the living expenses of all these years and compensate us for the mental damage that you caused us," June was not that stupid to be fooled again.
"You... you wicked girl, how dare you ask us for the compensation of mental damage?" Adah almost cursed. June was getting more insatiable.
"I should get some benefits for helping you. If you don't want to give it to me, then forget it. I don't want to make things difficult for my husband," In fact, June was sure that Adah would not agree, so she dared to talk to her so confidently.
"Okay, how much compensation do you want? I will give it to you now, but you must let Jonas help your father get through the hardship tomorrow," Adah had no choice, so she could only agree for the time being.
"What? Did I hear it wrong? You promised to pay?" June was also surprised. Wasn't Adah the best at scheming? Wasn’t it tormenting to give money to the person she hated the most?
June was a little regretful. It seemed that she still didn't know that woman well enough.
"Yes, I promised to give you money. How much do you want? Three million? Is it enough?" Adah had to compromise.
"I suddenly don't want your money. I think this is a trap. You want to ruin my relationship with Jonas by setting me up," June directly went back on her word.
"June, you're so hateful. You promised to help if I gave you the money, but you went back on your words. If you want to go that far , that's fine. I'll find your mother by hook or by crook and expose you. At that time, I'll see how complacent you can be," For the first time, Adah was fooled by June. She felt so ashamed and angry that she scolded her.
Hearing that, June felt a chill down her spine. She believed that Adah would do those things.
She had to consider it again, "As long as you are willing to let us go and stop disturbing our lives, I will think about it. I will give you an answer tomorrow. Also, you should prepare the money and agreement first, promising that you will not let your daughter destroy my relationship with Jonas."
"Well, give me a satisfying answer tomorrow, otherwise... hmph!" Adah was too angry to speak.
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