"President Johnson."
"Have a seat, both of you."
The two of them exchanged a glance and obediently sat down in front of Sienna Johnson. Compared to Sixth Master, Brett Jacobs feared this unpredictable woman more. In the past, in Abyanabad, their group of brothers had been completely outmaneuvered by this woman.
If he wasn't at a dead end, Brett Jacobs would never have reached out to Sienna Johnson for money.
Vivian Abbey said, "I know about Brett borrowing money from Sixth Master. My property is currently worth about 390 thousand. If President Johnson is not at ease, I'm willing to use it as collateral."
"Do you really think that if you give your mom 750 thousand, they'll never bother you again in this life?" Sienna Johnson asked.
"We've made an agreement," Vivian Abbey replied.
"What do you think they'll do with 750 thousand?"
Vivian's hand on her leg clenched tightly into a fist, and Brett said, "Whatever they want to do, it's none of our business."
