Silvia contemplated for a moment before she nodded and said, “Okay. Can I go over tomorrow?”
“Yes, you can.”
Early the next morning, she drove to the police station.
It had been a few days, and Darrion did not look as lively as before. He looked ten years older, and his hair had turned gray.
While he was imprisoned, he experienced how cruel the world could be.
Relatives, whom he used to help, all refused to aid him when they saw him in a tough spot. They even could not wait to cut ties with his family.
Darrion finally saw their true faces, but it was too late.
When he saw Silvia, he was indignant.
“Silvia Pond, Justus is dead, and I’m going to be imprisoned. Are you happy now?”
She was unmoved. “You and Justus had it coming. I have nothing to be happy about.”
He gritted his teeth. Even though he could not accept his fate, he knew that he had no chance to challenge her again.
“I asked you to come because I wanted to know your plans for my 10% of MY Corporation.”
Silvia raised her eyebrows in curiosity and looked at him. “What are you getting at?”
“I’d like to transfer my shares to my son. Don’t worry. He won’t join MY Corporation as long as my annual dividend is credited to his account!”
She smiled. “Mr. Torres, you’ve got it all figured out.”
Darrion knew that she would not easily agree, so he coldly said, “If you agree, I’ll keep your secret forever. But if you disagree, I can sell that information for a lot of money.”
Silvia narrowed her eyes. “Are you threatening me?”
He shook his head. “Why would I? I’m begging you.”
She paused for a while before she slowly said, “I’ll transfer five million dollars to him, but you and your family can forget about getting MY Corporation’s shares!”
Since they had come to a consensus, they signed the agreement soon after the lawyer drafted it out.
“Let’s have a pleasant collaboration, Mr. Torres!”
Darrion’s expression darkened. He glared at Silvia and said, “You’re relentless. You’ll regret it one day!”
She smiled and did not take his words seriously.
“Mr. Torres, if I was truly relentless, I would get that 10% back from you without spending a cent. Don’t forget that I gave you those shares in the first place.”
She left right after that.
As she walked out of the police station, she saw Winston’s car parked at the entrance.
“How did it go? Have you settled everything?”
“Yes. How did you know I was here, Winston?”
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