"Auntie Nancy," Talia said, making a decision.
She took a step back, then slowly, with her legs bent, knelt directly in front of Nancy.
"Anything else is fine, but please, don't make me make that choice." Talia's eyes filled with tears.
She really couldn't do it.
The baby she wants, Max she wants.
Nancy nodded, "I see, then you just want to lose your grandmother right, although that old woman's life isn't worth much, but at least it's something for you to lose."
No!
Talia's expression became frightened and she shook her head in panic and fear, "No, not even on my grandmother's life."
Nancy spread her hands, "But you just said that anything else is fine as long as it's not Max and the baby."
"Plus my grandmother, all but those three!" Talia added.
These three people, all of them, are very important to her.
"You do realize that you have something on me, right?" Nancy's eyes narrowed slightly, like a cobra.
Beautiful, but deadly.
Talia's whole face faded to white and she nodded vigorously, "I know."
She has a hold on Nancy.
No, there is a handle on Nancy, Nathan and Jay.
That is a handle that absolutely no one should know about!
Nancy was satisfied with her timidity and incompetence to bow down, "Good that you know, then I'll be honest with you, my target is not Max, the child or your grandmother."
"You're targeting Sebastian and Bonnie," Talia said.
"That's right."
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