Chapter 942

Lesley quickly got out of bed and got dressed. “Wait.” Mable stopped Lesley, who was about to leave. Blair frowned as if protecting Lesley. “What do you want, Mable?” Mable smiled at Blair and said calmly, “Don’t worry. I’m just someone about to die. What can I do?” Then, she walked up to the vanity, grabbed the purse from the drawer, and took out all the cash inside. She handed the money to Lesley, her eyes filled with ridicule. “Thanks for coming all this way, Ms. Witherford. I don’t know what the market price for this is, so tell me if it’s not enough. I’ll get my assistant to transfer the remaining to you. After all, Master Blair doesn’t lack money. He’ll definitely pay for your services!” “You...” Lesley looked at the cash in front of her and clenched her fists tightly. What did Mable take her for? A paid escort? “I don’t need it! I...” Before Lesley could finish, Mable pulled her by the collar and stuffed the cash into her bra. “Whether you want the money or not is your