The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 2140

"I become an international criminal. I might not even be able to return to Eldoria once the dust settles."

"Three hundred and fifty million is practically a steal, don't you think?"

"..."

Vargas scrutinized her closely. Judging by the sheer audacity of her gaze, she wasn't bluffing.

She genuinely seemed highly motivated by the cash.

"Four hundred million."

When he took too long to answer, Charlotte ruthlessly hiked the price up again.

She held all the cards, and she knew it.

Without her, The Stygian Syndicate was dead in the water.

They would literally have to beg her on their hands and knees to touch a keyboard.

"Fine."

Terrified she would keep jacking up the price, Vargas spat out his agreement. Murderous intent swirled in his eyes as he issued a slow, lethal warning. "Nine, I highly suggest you don't test my patience. If I detect even a hint of sabotage... your brother's limbs might start disappearing one by one."

"If he suffers so much as a scratch over the next two days, your cargo... will be taking a permanent vacation at the bottom of the ocean."

Charlotte scoffed, throwing his own threat right back in his face. "Like I said, Vargas. Intimidation is a massive waste of time with me."

"..."

"I want a room with a large window."

With that final demand, she didn't bother waiting for a response. She spun on her heel and strode out of the hall with a light, breezy step.

After her terrifying display in the dining room, none of the cartel staff dared to disrespect her.

The room they escorted her to was spacious and flooded with natural light.

Charlotte threw herself onto the plush mattress, staring up at the ceiling and breathing in the salty ocean breeze. She muttered to herself, "The air is actually really nice here. I should bring Anthony and the chubby bunnies here for a vacation sometime."

Thinking of her husband and the two little twins...

Charlotte pulled out her phone and started a video call with Anthony.

It was close to midnight back home.

The call barely rang twice before he picked up.

"Lottie."

The man was holding a baby bottle, looking like he had just successfully wrestled the twins into bed. His features were softened with pure adoration. "Did you see Donald?"

"Yeah."

Charlotte propped herself up against the headboard, forcing her expression into a relaxed, natural smile. "He's doing great. He even gave the babies these adorable matching bracelets."

"That was nice of him."

Anthony set the bottle down, moving into a patch of warm light. His voice was incredibly soft. "The exchange event wraps up the morning after tomorrow. Your flight lands in Cabinda late that night."

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