The Rose He Showed Off Is Putting Down Roots in a Garden of Her Own novel Chapter 310

The woman inside the car offered thirty percent of her asking price.

Vanessa vehemently refused, claiming it was insulting.

Sienna's voice was like ice. "Frankly, someone of your standing doesn't even deserve an audience with me, and I certainly don't haggle. If the offer doesn't meet your expectations, feel free to walk away."

"The son I raised might be a bit unruly, but I assure you, I still have him on a very tight leash."

Sienna's underlying message was crystal clear: if you think you can bypass me and get a dime out of Julian, you are sorely mistaken.

With that final statement, the tinted window began to glide up.

Panic surged through Vanessa. She knew Julian could only scrape together ten percent, and since the baby wasn't even his to begin with, thirty percent was actually a phenomenal win. Desperation forced her hand.

"Fine! I accept!" Vanessa practically threw herself at the rising window to stop it.

The woman inside ignored her frantic display for a long moment before finally saying, "Get in the car."

Vanessa reached for the handle again, but the chauffeur blocked her once more, gesturing sharply toward the trailing security vehicle behind them.

Sienna's calculated, microscopic displays of contempt had completely broken Vanessa's greedy spirit. Intimidated by the older woman's overwhelming dominance, Vanessa found herself subconsciously following every order given.

It was the golden rule of negotiation: whoever held the more intimidating aura dictated the entire game.

The vehicles descended into a sleek underground parking garage.

It wasn't until Vanessa stepped out of the elevator that she realized they were standing in the pristine lobby of a high-end private hospital.

Vanessa's eyes widened in sheer terror. "What is the meaning of this? Why did you bring me to a hospital instead of paying me?"

Sienna shot her a chilling, predatory glare. "Did you really think the money would be that easy to take?"

Realizing she had walked right into a trap, Vanessa spun on her heel and made a frantic dash for the exit.

Watching the girl's panicked retreat, a cruel smirk twisted Sienna's lips. That desperate reaction all but confirmed it: she was nothing more than a cheap grifter.

Only a desperate fool like her son, blinded by the dream of an heir, would fall for such a pathetic scam.

Vanessa had clearly watched too many soap operas, fully expecting the chauffeur to tackle her to the marble floor and drag her into an examination room for a forced paternity test.

She silently thanked her lucky stars that the exit was so close, but when she cast a terrified glance over her shoulder, no one was chasing her.

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