Chapter 1189

The night deepened, and the temperature dropped. David could endure the cold on his own, but the infant in his arms was not as fortunate. Only yesterday, Anastasia had been safe in her mother's arms. David quickly pushed away thoughts, not dwelling on them. Mitchell's call came again, but David rejected it. Instead, he dialed a different number and waited for someone overseas to pick up. "Maya," he said when she answered, "how would you like 25 billion dollars?" Maya's breath hitched. "What? What are you talking about?" The amount far surpassed anything she had ever earned from her illegal operations. It was a number beyond her wildest dreams. "Take care of a child. Raise her to adulthood," David explained coldly. … At Jefferson Corporation, the office lights glowed brightly despite the late hour. Oliver's phone buzzed again, drawing Victor's attention. Oliver picked it up, reading the message on the screen. His expression hardened. "Who is it?" Victor asked curiously. "Someo