Mr. Adams glanced at the two beauties with a bit of wickedness, the suggestiveness in his eyes intriguing.
Rosalind White caught his meaningful gaze and truly felt disgusted by the man who used to be her mentor. Despite his significant status in the academic world and his access to numerous high-end resources, Rosalind White just didn't want to have any dealings with him.
...
However, Fiona Vaughn's words slowly made Rosalind White clench her fist.
She stared dazedly at the pink diamond necklace she pulled from her pocket, almost instantly imagining how that damned Cecilia Vaughn mocked her foolishness in Box No.1!
If it weren't for Cecilia Vaughn's deception using an aged female voice, how could she be stupid enough to be tricked out of seventy million?
Rosalind White's delicate brows furrowed, and she gazed at Fiona Vaughn, her fists slowly relaxing.
"So how do you want me to help you?"
