Lin Banxia opened the text message and looked at the bank notification. Her beautiful lips curved upward.
Lin Shiyi had already transferred the 200,000 yuan bet into her account. Although it wasn't the agreed-upon one million, 200,000 was still no small sum. To extract this much from such stingy, unparalleled mother-daughter pair was, in itself, a skill.
She scrolled down to another bank notification showing a transfer of over five million yuan.
This was money Old Sir Huo had deposited in her account, calling it "compensation for emotional damages."
So much money!
Lin Banxia still harbored a great greed for this accursed wealth, yet this five million sitting in her account brought her no joy whatsoever.
Instead, it felt like an invisible burden pressing down on her, leaving her breathless and weighing her heart heavily.
