The man smiled, "Do you think we're fools? If we make the money, will we live to spend it?"
Zoey Sanders, "..."
Damn it, aren't kidnappers on TV always greedy and stupid? Why is it different with her?
"But you are indeed valuable. The person who handed you over to us gave us three million. Tsk tsk, you rich people are truly different; each one is more generous than the last."
The two men laughed heartily.
So they have made enough money, Zoey took a deep breath.
Clearly, this tactic won't work. Now that they have money, they are unwilling to risk being discovered and make another deal.
Zoey gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and a string of glowing objects on her wrist shone brightly in the dim and dark night.
The two men were taken aback.
It was a diamond bracelet embedded with eight blue diamonds, dazzling and eye-catching on Zoey's wrist.
"Can you at least let me go to the bathroom? This bracelet is worth twenty million, just let me go to the bathroom, and it's yours."
