Chapter 187 The Blackmail I

“Ten million dollars?!” Madam Darwin frowned as she stared at her accountant who was looking at her like she’d just grown two heads. She arched a brow at him, “Why are you yelling like that?”  “Madam Darwin,” the short stout man cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses before he continued speaking, “What you're asking for is impossible.” Madam Darwin stared at him, her brows furrowed in a frown, “Are you saying no to me, Strickler?”  The man gulped, he would be a fool to refuse the mother of Miami no matter the numerous scandals attached to their name.  “Of course not, Madam Darwin, it’s just –” “Then I trust you'd get it done, Strickler,” Madam Darwin said, interrupting him sharply, “You have forty-eight hours.” “Forty-eight hours?” the man asked, his face drained of color.  “What’s wrong now, Strickler?” Madam Darwin asked in an irritated tone.  She was in a hurry to get back to the kids at home and know how far they've gone with damage control and this accountant was taki