Son-in-law From Rags to Riches

Chapter 530

Nicole also decided to forego all formalities and promptly sat down. Sylphiette’s gaze landed on Yoda, who took his seat next to her.

“If I hadn’t taken a closer look, I would’ve thought it was Mr. Seet! Where did you find this hideous creature, Nicole?”

The look on Sylphiette’s face was one of barely-concealed disgust.

“My choice of companions does not concern you, Sylphiette. Why don’t you tell me why you’re here?”

Nicole was not in the mood for idle chit-chat and decided to go straight to the point.

Sylphiette picked up her coffee and took a sip. “The coffee here is quite good, Nicole. Your parents also met in a café back then.”

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“Don’t you want to hear about your parents’ relationship? It’s quite the tale; there are twists and turns and surprises.”

Sylphiette glanced at Nicole again before putting down her coffee cup with a sigh. “Alright, as you wish. But first, call Davin and have him release my father.”

Nicole was stunned.

Zane was the culprit who murdered Davin’s grandmother. How could he be expected to let Zane go so easily?

Besides, she couldn’t bring herself to ask. Nicole knew that it was selfish to expect sacrifices for her own personal gain.

“Sylphiette, I can promise you other things. This, however, is something I cannot do.”

Yoda’s gaze was thoughtful, but he was pleased that Nicole stuck to her principles.

“I have no other requests.” Sylphiette refused to budge, and her expression turned icy. “My father helped your mother out of compassion. I think you should extend the same courtesy and ask for him to be released. Consider this a debt repaid.”

“I know nothing of this debt you speak of, Sylphiette. I can handle other requests, though. Like money, for example.”

“Money?”

Sylphiette looked impassively at Nicole. “Do you think I need money?”

Oh, give me a break! Given your current state, are you still pretending to be rich? thought Nicole.

“You’ve really let yourself go, based on how you’re dressed today. Whether or not you need money, I suppose you know better. Don’t forget that your mother is still depending on you financially,” retorted Nicole coldly.

Sylphiette’s face instantly sank, and she clenched her fists.

If she won’t let my dad go, so be it. Squeezing some money out of her wouldn’t be so bad, right? It’s just that I don’t know how much Nicole can spare.

“These are secrets that concern your background. How much are you willing to pay for this?”

Nicole considered the offer. She wasn’t sure of how much Sylphiette knew. If I spend such a large sum on barely any information, isn’t that a waste?

“Well, I’ll pay according to how valuable your information is. How does ten thousand sound, for each bit?”

“A paltry ten thousand? Are you treating me like some kind of beggar?”

Sylphiette looked at Nicole as if she were a miser, but also considered Nicole’s position.

Evan was killed in a crash, and she has nobody to rely on. The Lane Corporation still had to be run, and on top of that, Nicole had four kids to take care of. It was possible that Nicole couldn’t afford to pay much, to begin with.

Wasn’t she just laughing at me for being strapped for cash? Talk about the pot calling the kettle black here, mused Sylphiette.

“How much do you want?” Nicole asked.

Sylphiette snorted coldly. “Information this valuable costs one million and not a penny less.”

“One million? You have some nerve—”

Before she could continue, she was interrupted by Yoda. “Mrs. Seet, a million is nothing. Just agree to it.”

Sylphiette raised her eyes to look at him. She hadn’t expected that ugly creature to speak on her behalf.

Yet why was he being kind to her for no reason?

He is obviously trying to take advantage of my beauty. How utterly revolting!

Sylphiette thought about this briefly. There was no harm in using him to gain more wealth, after all.

“Nicole, even your subordinate thinks it isn’t too much. Your hesitance is unbecoming, and I can’t even compare you to a subordinate at this rate. Is information about your past worth so little to you?”

She got up, her graceful figure swaying as she walked towards Yoda. Draping an arm across his shoulder, she said, “You think one million for a piece of vital information isn’t expensive, yes?”

Her red lips parted lightly, and her restless hands gently stroked Yoda’s ear in a sultry gesture.