"Casper, did you really split the diamond?" Minna grabbed the man's arm just as he was about to leave. "Do you have any clue how much that diamond is worth?"
"What’s it to you?" Casper chuckled, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Just because it's pricey, you think you can claim it?"
Minna's confident smile wavered for a moment. Sure, the diamond's value was enticing. But what really captivated her was its vibrant, rainbow-like colors. She had a knack for believing that anything unique in this world should belong to her.
"Wouldn't you swap that diamond for your freedom?"
This wasn't Minna's first attempt to dangle freedom in front of him. Previously, she suggested trading his global steel empire at Welton International for his freedom. Before that, it was ten free trade ports.
Casper was fed up with her offers and especially loathed the Christianson family's insatiable greed. Getting out of there was just a matter of time. He didn't need her charity. Not only did he plan on leaving, but he also intended to settle the score for all the wrongs he'd endured.
Did Minna really think she had him trapped? What a laugh.
"No way," he replied firmly.
Fuming, Minna raised her hand to slap him, but he caught it mid-air. "I'd suggest you cool it with the tantrums. There's only one woman who has the right to slap this face, and you’re not her."
"Are you really not scared of dying?" she spat, glaring daggers at him. "No matter how powerful you are in Falconridge, this is Country H. Here, the Christianson family reigns. Cross me, and you might just vanish without a trace."
Sure, the Christianson family wielded that kind of power. But Casper wasn't one to be underestimated. Over time, he had learned the ins and outs of the Christianson family’s operations. True, they were one of the top financial players in Country H, even the president had to watch his step around them.
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