Jude didn't expect me to be so hard to fool anymore and a flash of anger crossed his eyes. But then he quickly remembered the house under my name, worth millions and forced a smile.
Somehow, by that evening, Jude managed to scrape together five hundred thousand dollar and handed it over to me.
I quickly calculated, the twenty thousand dollar for the designer bag, thirty thousand for the gold bracelet and other miscellaneous expenses, Jude had likely squandered around one hundred fifty thousand dollar.
Margerie definitely wouldn't return the money she received, so this five-hundred thousand dollar was probably something Jude had to scrape together desperately.
I didn't care how he managed to fill that hole, Belle's life-saving money could not be short by even a cent. "There's also the thirty-eight thousand dollar luxury seven-day trip," I reminded him.
Jude gritted his teeth and promised to cancel it the next day. Taking advantage of the time after I had kicked Jude out, I installed hidden cameras all over the house.