Blanche was expressionless. “I never said that my design could be used to harm others.”
Reva sneered. “Is there a difference? Since you’ve sold your design, why do you care about what I do with it?”
“I will no longer give you my designs.”
A hint of disbelief flashed across Reva’s eyes. “What did you just say? Do you want to deprive your mother of medical treatment? Don’t forget that we’ve signed an agreement. If you go against the agreement, you have to pay me two million dollars. Can you afford that?” she said through gritted teeth.
Seeing the disdain in Reva’s eyes, Blanche took out a card and passed it to her.
“Here’s two million dollars. We’re done.”
Reva was shocked when Blanche passed her the card. She immediately scoffed. “Blanche, is this an empty card?”
“You can check for yourself. The pin number is six zeros.”
“No, our agreement is two years. I refuse to terminate our agreement since there’s still more than a year left!”
After Blanche helped her with her designs, Reva started to receive admiration from her colleagues. She was no longer a nobody. How could she go back?!
Blanche was indifferent. “I have the right to terminate the agreement. Even if you don’t accept this money, I won’t give you my designs anymore.”
“Where did you get so much money?”
“It’s none of your business.”
Reva gritted her teeth. “I know an internal medicine physician. If you continue to give me your designs and provide an explanation for the plagiarism, I’ll get this physician to treat your mother!”
Blanche shook her head. “There’s no need for that. I’ve found a better doctor.”
Reva had previously claimed that she would find a specialist for Blanche’s mother, but she simply found her a random doctor. As a result, her mother’s illness dragged on for another six months.
Blanche would no longer allow Reva to deceive her.
“This ward must be very expensive. Where did you get the money? Did you—”
Blanche immediately explained herself when she saw the suspicion in Darin’s eyes. “Mom, don’t worry. I didn’t get into any kind of sex work. I would never do that.”
“If you don’t explain yourself, I won’t stay here!”
Blanche quickly stopped her from doing anything rash. “Alright, I’ll tell you. My boss arranged this ward for you. She told me that she would deduct five thousand dollars from my salary every month until I clear my debt.”
Darin frowned. “Is your boss really a woman?”
Blanche knew what her mother was worried about, so she added, “She’s a woman. I’ll start work tomorrow, so I won’t have time to take care of you during the day. I’ll hire someone to care for you.”
Silvia was paying her a handsome salary, so she was able to hire a caregiver for Darin even after the five-thousand-dollar deduction. Most importantly, she could continue drawing designs under her own name.
However, Darin instantly objected. “I can take care of myself. I think it’s best that I go back to the old ward. I don’t want to burden you—”
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