“You unfilial daughter, do you know that Mr. Estrada is the God of Wealth in our family? If you offend him, will our Benson Family still have a way to survive in Linkon in the future?”
The financial officer, Bryant, sobbed, “Miss Benson! Please hand over the money! As long as you hand over the money, Mr. Benson will not blame you!”
Edmond’s eyes were fierce. “Why do you steal, Miss? Hurry up and hand over my 13 million dollars. I will let you go for Mr. Benson’s sake. Otherwise…”
“What money? What are you talking about? Didn’t my dad say that I was sick? I have been praying in this church recently. I am taking good care of myself. Look at me. Do I look like I can go out and steal money?”
I pointed at the big bump on my forehead. The priest also hurried to speak for me, “Did you misunderstand, sir? Miss Maggie has been praying in this church since a month ago. She has never been out. How could she steal money?”
Muriel pouted. “Father, don’t lie. Priests who lie will go to hell!”
The priest was very anxious. “Oh, Miss, don’t talk nonsense. I am a priest. Priests don’t lie!”