The Enchanting Doctor With a Bite novel Chapter 21

"Are you saying you're unwilling to give the money?" Euphemia gritted her teeth in frustration.

"I don't owe you anything. Donating my bone marrow was a payback. Now, we're even." Kylie's voice was colder and firmer than ever.

Euphemia wouldn't be satisfied even if she gave her the money. She'd only keep pushing for more. Besides, she didn't even have one million to give.

"In that case, don't blame me for what happens next!"

"Go ahead and call the reporters. But…" Kylie paused, then let out a cold laugh. "Are you sure Samuel wants all of this out in the open?"

The Dale family might not care about their reputation, but Samuel wouldn't allow his to be tarnished. And the Vance family was much less so.

"You…" Euphemia's face turned red with rage, and she was completely at a loss for words.

"Don't get too comfortable just yet, Kylie!" Her voice was sharp with bitterness. "Vincent is halfway to his grave. Who knows when he'll finally drop dead? Just wait and see!

"Offending your own family while your in-laws don't even want you? I can't wait to see how you handle that!"

Kylie's voice was icy but carried a hint of amusement. "That's my business. You don't need to worry about that."

Euphemia froze for a moment. She hadn't expected this country bumpkin to be such a tough nut to crack. Before she could say anything else, Kylie ended the call.

It was late. After being interrupted by Euphemia, she no longer felt like reading through the documents. Instead, she got up and started unpacking the shopping bags.

There were several of them, and they were all filled with clothes.

Upstairs, Samuel called Logan into the study and got straight to the point. "Did she use my card when she went shopping on the day we returned to the Vance residence?"

Logan wasn't sure why this was suddenly a concern. He hesitated for a second before answering truthfully.

Then, as if testing the waters, he cautiously added, "Mr. Vance, I don't think Ms. Clark is as materialistic as we thought."

The second the words left his mouth, Samuel's gaze turned ice-cold.

"Are you defending her?"

"I wouldn't dare!"

Samuel stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with his white dress shirt sleeves rolled up slightly, revealing a strong wrist. His expression was utterly indifferent.

"You don't get it," he said in a slow and deliberate tone. "You need to dangle the bait long enough before the fish takes it. She's not Mrs. Vance yet—of course, she has to hold back and hide her true intentions."

More than that, she had a talent for keeping his attention on her. He had to admit that Kylie was the smartest woman he'd ever met.

Logan frowned. Was that really the case?

Samuel waved him off. "Keep watching her."

"Yes, Mr. Vance."

After Logan left, Samuel walked out of the study as well. Kylie was still sorting through the clothes when she heard the knock at the door.

"It's open. Come in," she said without looking back.

If she didn't accept the clothes, Owen would just find another way to make it up to her. To avoid unnecessary trouble, she figured she might as well take them.

Since she accepted them, she would definitely wear them. There was no point in hiding it.

Just then, something slipped out of one of the clothing bags and landed on the floor—an envelope.

Her heart skipped a beat. Instinctively, she snatched it up and hid it behind her back.

By then, the tall, striking man had already stepped inside. He looked down at her. "What's that? Hand it over."