The Abandoned Wife Dumped Him First (Victoria and Elias) novel Chapter 300

Genevieve’s hands clenched into fists. She glared at Henry, barely managing to suppress the rage boiling inside her.

“How much do you want this time?”

Henry rested one hand behind his head, squinting as he leered at Genevieve. He lazily held up a single finger.

Genevieve felt her chest tighten. She gritted her teeth. “Fine, one million it is. I’ll figure out a way—”

“Ten million,” Henry said, sitting up straight and cutting her off.

Genevieve’s pupils shrank. “Ten million?!” she blurted out in disbelief. “Henry, are you kidding me?”

“I’m not kidding this time.” Henry crossed his legs, his demeanor arrogant. “Genevieve, ten million is cheap. You have to understand, those guys have a huge appetite. I had to move heaven and earth just to bargain them down to ten million. I did all that for you.”

Genevieve’s vision went dark, her face alternating between pale and flushed. “I can try to scrape together one million for you. But ten million? I don’t have it! If you really want to, go ahead and tell Elias. Worst case, we’ll just take each other down!”

At that, the smile vanished from Henry’s face.

His narrow eyes half-closed as he suddenly stood and advanced on her. “You think I don’t have the guts?”

Genevieve pressed her lips together. Her eyes flickered to the syringe in Henry’s hand.

She knew he had the guts.

But she really was out of money.

Previously, as a rising star in architecture, she had been inundated with project offers. She had worked day and night, without sleep for a whole month, to earn thirty million. After transferring it to Henry, she was left with nothing.

Now her reputation was in ruins. Forget ten million—she would have to sell off her luxury goods just to scrape together one million.

HENRY noticed her gaze on the syringe and a plan formed in his mind. He backed Genevieve into a corner.

Henry was right. When the cravings hit, they would do anything—commit any crime, grovel and beg—just to get another fix.

Elias owed her for saving his life. If she really became an addict, he wouldn’t stand by and do nothing. He would definitely save her, get her the antidote. However… she knew full well that the so-called antidote only suppressed the addiction temporarily. The moment she saw the drug again, even without touching it, the cravings would return.

It would be an endless cycle, and she would become a walking corpse.

How could Elias possibly want her then? How could she ever become Mrs. Shawn?

No, absolutely not!

“I’ll pay!”

Genevieve cried out in terror. The needle stopped just as the words left her mouth. Her heart pounded violently, and her face was deathly pale. “Ten million. I’ll give it to you. I… I have it.”